Duele el olvido
Aun siendo un sueño, duele la despedida.
Lately I've been dreaming a lot. Maybe it is a sign that I'm not sleeping as well as I should, sleep apnea is going to kill me, added to sleeping with the TV on my dreams have been showing too many action scenes.
I remember, vaguely, having a machine gun and running through my old neighborhood. Remember being involved in a world changing struggle with some unknown (or forgotten) enemies. Remember being driven in a taxi that would run on the Morro Solar hillsides and not falling, diving into the ocean and thinking to myself that my imagination had limits because instead of seeing the see water the screen went blank.
But the top goes to fall in love with someone in a dream. Just no holds barred, deeply in love kind of feeling. It's been so many years since I felt like that. Remember walking in the beach, looking at the sunset and feeling that this person was the mos important woman in the world... too bad can't remember her face.
Loosing her was like a knife in my heart, thinking that i wouldn't find anyone like her, crying my grief to the heavens... Then I woke up and the pain went away since it wasn't real.
It was a shitty day afterwards, feeling dumped by a dream.
Lately I've been dreaming a lot. Maybe it is a sign that I'm not sleeping as well as I should, sleep apnea is going to kill me, added to sleeping with the TV on my dreams have been showing too many action scenes.
I remember, vaguely, having a machine gun and running through my old neighborhood. Remember being involved in a world changing struggle with some unknown (or forgotten) enemies. Remember being driven in a taxi that would run on the Morro Solar hillsides and not falling, diving into the ocean and thinking to myself that my imagination had limits because instead of seeing the see water the screen went blank.
But the top goes to fall in love with someone in a dream. Just no holds barred, deeply in love kind of feeling. It's been so many years since I felt like that. Remember walking in the beach, looking at the sunset and feeling that this person was the mos important woman in the world... too bad can't remember her face.
Loosing her was like a knife in my heart, thinking that i wouldn't find anyone like her, crying my grief to the heavens... Then I woke up and the pain went away since it wasn't real.
It was a shitty day afterwards, feeling dumped by a dream.
Finding love, that's definitely as good as a dream can be ;-)
ResponderBorrar(Me ganaste! Yo aún intento terminar la historia que empecé hace ya varios días, aunque ya hice una cita con mi laptop para mañana en la noche).
Besos, darling!
It would have been better if it was with a real person...
ResponderBorrar(Yo escribi esto en 10 min. mientras espero que termine de instalar una nueva PC).
Looking forward to reading you!
Love you sweetie!