Ever had a dream about an ex that shakes you? You wake up feeling that something is missing and then it hits you that what is missing is them.
That's what happened to me this morning. I woke up by dad telling me that I had to be up for the Renovo trip for work. I went to brush my teeth and I looked at myself in the mirror and went I snapped back into reality I saw tears in my eyes.
Then I got angry. How dare I think so lowly of myself to want her back. To dream of her at all after what she done to me.
But, God forgive this fool, I miss her and there is a part of me that honestly hopes she thinks of me ... of us. Of what we used to have.
Of the promise of eternity.
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