The Notes I Leave On The Fridge

dream

My dreams last night were an ode to all I miss.
I saw faces and heard voices that I have not heard in ages.
We all sat together and ate together, all the people I love most in the world.
I have missed you all. I miss being with you.
We saw Niagra falls and travelled to see trains and things.
I dropped my bag.
But I found it again, so all was not lost.
I saw all of you, and those I hadn't seen I would see.
And we would be together and together and together.

I went on a walk last night in my mind.
With a girl I do not know but did.
And I knew everyone we saw.
And everyone saw me.
And they said hello.
And that they were glad to see me.
Everyone I knew was worried about me.
But I did not know why.

I wanted them to leave, I wanted my anonymity back.
I have worked so hard to distance myself.
To keep you all close but not too close.
I WANT to be a recluse.
I WANT to be alone.

But I hadn't heard your voice in so long.
And you still sounded just like you do.
Just exactly like you always do.

I woke up crying