Last night I had another dream about Jaden. We were floating in the sky, and mist surrounded us. The unjust radiation in your eyes solidifies its dominance. And with a swift word you take my heart into itself. Again I feel this nonsense, and again I feel this envy. I feel I have nothing left to offer the sense in this world. And at every passing day I find myself wishing I could hold onto the hope that so daftly implodes upon its own upbringing...To be gone is to only be aloft in anothers controllable perception. A wasted thought we spend on misery turns against us, turns for us. But will it ever stop. Time exists just to have an untimely manner. In its own state of never-ending it can never front death. The only thing that can win against time is death. But you’re an angel aren’t you... Sent to torment me in my deprivation... I close my eyes, I close the world. But you always seem to know your way in... I perceive you through the depths of my unabated love, for you are that of a wind I could never follow... The oath you never swore, the silence abiding aloft in sweet tasteless misery.. Our thoughts never touch, existing in a realm sedated. I always get sick to my stomach thinking, hoping, wanting, someone else. When all it has ever been was you. It has never not been you. Today of all days has been one to realize this. I don’t know if I will ever get my point across. But in the meantime I keep my eyes to the darkest nights, I always have and will forever stand amidst the wind. All eternity a bliss but here I hold one thing in.
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