Friday 27 March 2015

I'm wide awake

I woke up...... and found myself wrapped in my quilt rather than his arms. He was no where around. What I thought was soaking my tears, turned out to be the pillow with stained patches all over it and not his shoulder. It was bright and yet dark.  Birds were chirping but I couldn't hear their song any more. I woke up into my worst nightmare. I woke up despite the feeling of sleeping forever. It had been a dream, a dream so peaceful, that had me deeply fooled. It was a dream that's never coming true.

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