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It never calls me when I'm down.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Because you don’t feel when you sleep, do you? That’s why you need to take this opportunity while it’s within reach; to coat yourself in the velvety silent darkness before the sunlight breaks the only refuge you have left these days. So you’ll stop missing her. So you'll revert back to me.Because you can’t feel when you sleep, right?
Sometimes you have no idea how wrong you are, my dearest. You just don’t register your emotions while you sleep, but they’re definitely there. The body-wracking sobs, the tearing in your chest, the sensation of crumbling bones; they prove that you feel.
You only feel them after you wake up.
You don’t know what it’s like to be real. You’re merely a shadow that should be locked in a box in the back of my mind; a shadow that seizes every possible chance to frighten me out of everything I think I know. You don’t know what it’s like to be real.
I am real.
You’re only as real as I want you to be. You’re only as real as the dreams that leave me like this.
~ x.