there was this boy i do know, who's proximity made me feel feverish, and he was there.
he helped me fill up a pool in the winter.
and inside that dream my heart was crushed by the madness of longing for him.
when i wake up, though, im not supposed to care.
but when my eyes did open, i was left behind with dregs of that emotion,
and i spent the whole of today pining over something that never happened.
i have always disliked waking up with magnified emotions.
they are devious, and tricky to shake off.
1 comment:
i know what you mean... i feel the same way... in fact i think i always tend to magnify emotions... something i tell myself every time not to do.. but i always do... i guess we are just dreamers..
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