Thursday, August 13, 2009

dreams.



tis a sad instance to be in love and that love not be returned. to sit and wait for something that may never occur. falling asleep at night touching dreams that will never come true. where does one go when these dreams are the only reality that one knows ? when hope and tightly squeezed pillows are the anchor that holds you together..where do you go ? do you fight clenching your eyes, or do you open them & die ?