I once had a dream I was falling. The feeling so real, and frightening, I was in free fall up way in the clouds. It was dark so I was staring at the clouds. Sometime later I started seeing visions and images of my friends and family and some of the people i'd met in my life and everyone else I've come to love over the years and....As my body twisted so i could see the approaching ground and my impending death, I cried. out loud, each and every one of their names.
Because I'd realized something...I'd never get to see them smile again or hear the laugh again. Make them happy again, or, despite how i hate doing it, 'cause them pain. not like how I was going to when they learned I had gone, but with the minor things of everyday life That I was supposed to live out with them. Even those few people I hated managed to cloud my vision and thoughts, and like the others, I cried their names out as the ground grew closer and closer.
Finally it all flashed as i felt the thump...It was detached from my being, as if I know longer inhabited my body anymore. Floating above what would later be called what remained of my physical form. I smiled. Realizing that I'll see them again. It will take quite a bit of time, but I'm patient. i can wait. Then I opened my eyes the the dim light of morning and cried there. That dream scared the mother ******** HELL out of me because of how...real...it appeared. I love you all.
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