Bits Before: Based on a dream that recurred so many times.
I've been thinking of him a lot lately...
but then again, he has been appearing in my dreams a lot too.
Is this a sign from my subconscious
thinking?
This may strike as weird for someone who
has a particular person in their head, but I know nothing of him.
The only thing recurring about him in my
dreams was that he was always, ALWAYS, wearing a plain white shirt and a pair
of blue jeans. He looked simple, casual, yet comfortable.
And comfortable he was. I slept in his arms
in my dreams. We seemed to fit, like pieces of jigsaw puzzles; my head snugly
underneath his chin, as he wrapped his arms around me, and his legs enclosed me
like a sort of fort. His heartbeat was like my lullaby... even more rhythmic in
my own real slumber. Also, when we sleep, it was always on a sofa. Always.
He never utters a word, but his
oak-coloured eyes seemed to say everything. I know; I gazed into them in my
sleep. He told me about things...things that I, for the love of God, cannot
remember at all, when I wake. But when I had awoken, I could still remember the
warmth his eyes have me...it felt like caramel coursing inside me...that sort
of warmth, the innocent kind.
Whenever I try to speak to him, my eyes
shoot wide open and I will wake from my slumber. And be it day or night, the
dream will not continue when I go back to sleep.
Dreams, I've read, are a form of
communication between your conscious self and your subconscious self.
So what was my subconscious trying to say?
I'll delve into that in a moment.
It's time for bed.
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