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I'm not like anyone else around me. Writing helps me get out what I keep bottled inside. The good, the bad, the beautiful, the hideous. I can get it all out by simply grabbing my laptop or even a pen and a piece of paper and jotting down how I feel at that particular moment. If it wasn't for writing, I'd be and even bigger basket case than I am now.

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Revelation

Last night I had an anxiety attack and it was bad and I was scared and it took me forever to go to sleep.
When I did, I dreamt of you.
You were holding me and kissing my forehead, you told me you loved me.
We don't even talk anymore, you're no longer in my life....and you're still the only person I know that can calm me down, even if it is in my dreams.


Thank you, DNS. 

DNS

Good God.
That dream.
You.
Those words coming from your mouth.
Waking up with my heart pounding because I know that my dream will always remain just that; a dream.
You grabbed my hand and placed it over your heart and said, "I love you, brooklyn. Do you hear me? I. Love. You."

I love you too, I always will.