In my dreams, there are no other people. Just me floating over an abyss, suspended by time. I'm not really floating. I'm falling. But time has stopped for me. It's not that I can save myself. It's just that I have this consciousness that I am falling and that it's that space in time that all realizations come to me. I am falling and yet, I don't really care.
I hate it and I hate this but I'm sorry because I can't forgive you for having forgotten my birthday. It's partly you but it's a lot of me. I love you so much. It hurts so much. It's important to me. It's so important that I cannot let it go. It can't feel unimportant to the person I love again. I can't. It hurts too much. So sorry but I can't.
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