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Dreams are very strande things. They can be in color or in black/white. They say that if they're in color you have an OBE (Outer Body Experience). If that's true then I've been out of my body a lot. I've never had one single black/white dream. Dreams are hard to interpret and I've always wondered what mine mean. not the stupid one's of course where I'm in some sort of cartoon and have to go save the world of Pokemon. LoL! I'm talking about the one's where I'm flying or falling off a cliff/waterfall/building, but I wake up before I land. I'm talking about the ones where I wake up next to a husband I know in my dream, but not in life. The dreams about the guy I love that say he loves me back. The ones where I'm walking down an aisle dressed in white to a face that I love. The dreams that make me wonder how I feel about someone when I wake up. The sick twisted fantasies I have about the way I want to lose my virginity to someone I love dearly. The dreams that make me wonder will anything ever be the same.
It may have been a month ago, but I still ponder about the dream I had that night. I was crying myself to sleep because the one I loved was leaving for two months, which wasn't gauranteed. My dream started at our high school football stadium underneath the archway. I was with him and we were holding hands with our fingers intwined. I said, "Our hands fit perfectly together." He smiled and replied, "That's because we were made for each other." Out of the darkness came my best guyfriend. He looked down at our hands together and then back up to me and said, "Kelly, I love you. And that's why I haven't ever been able to find the right girl." I woke up with my heart racing and I was all sweaty and cold. I haven't been able to get that image out of my mind ever since.
 ThoughtlessEndeavor · Mon Oct 06, 2008 @ 02:04am · 0 Comments |
