I dreamt a dream last night. One of you and I. You were my heaven, and I was your sky. We met again, you and I. We held eachother, kissed, and never did we cry. I held your hand in mine as you whispered to me that you forgive me. I held you close and promised that I would protect you. We spent that day together. We spoke of the truth and of the lies. We spoke of that feeling, you remember? The one that never dies. I dreamt of a purple sky and a ground filled with a grass that shown green and shined in the sunlight. We lay there, you and I. We discussed things I dare not now speak of, because if I do, I shall cry. I dreamt of a time when all our dillemas seemed meaningless. Where all our problems ceased to be. And where our passion and care were the only things that existed. In this world that I dreamt and the land that we traveled, there was peace. So I awoke from this dream and I sobbed as my calm began to cease. There was only one question I had for you and I, and that simply is...
Why?
 Alucarda Incarnate · Mon Nov 13, 2006 @ 01:33am · 1 Comments |
