Heavy Eyes
They don’t prepare you enough or tell you how badly she’ll haunt you. Even when we were kids turned to confused adults these memories are still haunting my dreams. Last night I dreamt I was in my childhood home and you were coming to visit. Like a home away from home you came to me with arms open we embraced one another. I hated it. Every second of that dream. Because knowing it wasn’t reality killed me more and more as I woke up. It Physically hurt me in my sleep when I knew you had to “leave” back to SoCal.. when I woke up my face was covered in tears. The realism and how vivid it felt like a cruel cruel prank on me by God. I don’t know if I’m going insane at this point. I was 17 when we were together and now I’m 27 almost 28 questioning what the fuck am I doing? With life, you, myself, my purpose but the only constant is you.