4:30 AM this morning brought a fire alarm in the
residence hall where i live. As if being up til 1 AM working on my
Eng236 portfolio wasn't enough, my
blissful (read drug
induced) sleep is interrupted in it's third hour. By 6, i was back asleep, but not for long. Every night i dream, i
dream of her. It's been months now, but i still don't know how to put her
behind me.
There have been others since, but they haven't even worn away the surface of my longing for her. I woke today with a hollow feeling that hasn't
gone away, so I've been crabby all day, my apologies to anyone who knows me.
But I see her now sometimes when I'm trying to sleep. I see her somewhere out beyond the edge of all the cities and smoke, and it's like she's a hologram stuck behind my eyes, in a bright dress she must've worn once, when I knew her, something that doesn't quite reach her knees. Bare legs long and straight. Blonde hair, streaked like oak, hoods her face, blown in a wind from somewhere…
…and I see her wave goodbye.