6/28/2009
♥ Midnight Feb 13th when she was asleep
"Robert," she mumbled softly.
She was dreaming of me.
Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? If felt like mine was about to.
"Stay," she sighed. "Don't go. Please...don't go."
She was dreaming of me, and it wasn't even a nightmare. she wanted me to stay with her, there in her dream.
I struggled to find words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words trong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them.
When I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been.
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, right in the middle of my midnight?
She was dreaming of me.
Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? If felt like mine was about to.
"Stay," she sighed. "Don't go. Please...don't go."
She was dreaming of me, and it wasn't even a nightmare. she wanted me to stay with her, there in her dream.
I struggled to find words to name the feelings that flooded through me, but I had no words trong enough to hold them. For a long moment, I drowned in them.
When I surfaced, I was not the same man I had been.
My life was an unending, unchanging midnight. It must, by necessity, always be midnight for me. So how was it possible that the sun was rising now, right in the middle of my midnight?
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