Sólo en sueños.
Vemos lo que significa
Verdad!
She will remain with me forever, trapped in my dreams. I am fine with this. It's been going on so long I hardly notice. That is a lie, I do notice. And, while I am being honest, I love the dreams she's in. They always feel so right, so at home, and I awake feeling great - and all alone. Then my "real" life seeps back in, and the unadulterated pain is fought back with the booze and the drugs...Chasing it all back down the drain with the metaphysical broomhandle, like a bad cat.
I don't want her to leave, and she won't. She will stay with me, figuratively. Physically, she is with him. I didn't fight for her. I was caught up in my own life, my own dealings, being a mindless, selfish junky. Now I am lost inside my own mind. The landscape has changed, the set and setting are all different from my memories--what little I hold on to tightly. Grasping for lost and forgotten details. Knowing I may never see them again--empty space. But, I go on living because this world ain't for the dead...and I ain't dead just yet. As long as I am here, now, I have a place. A reason to be. I seek so I may find, discover, remember. What was meant to be is. We are living it.
