"Some nights, I dream of you
and I can feel
the sky crashing down on me
and my hands
clutching my heart,
and my eyes brimming with memories.
And some nights.
I can feel
my hands reaching out
trying their hardest
to touch you,
to hold you.
And some nights,
they almost do."
-unknown
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Dear diary,
I dream about him everyday and I hate it. It's like my subconscious mind is mocking me. It is a traitor just like my heart that refuses to let him go.
Isn't dream supposed to be an escape from this world where I am free of all this agony?
So why do I feel suffocated and trapped in my dreams?
And why do I wake up every day with a painful heart and a tear stained pillow?
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Hello people!
Well I hope there are people reading this....otherwise I would be saying hello to nobody in particular ha ha....
I am so funny...not
Anyway please please vote and give feedback if y'all are reading this :D
- R. xx.
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Short Story"The human brain cannot encompass total absence. Like infinity, it is simply not something that the organ runs to. The space someone leaves must be filled, so we dream forever of those who are no longer here. Our minds make them live again." -Anna...
