Sunday, August 18, 2013
last night i was tossing and turning in my sleep, i kept going in and out of laying there or in a deep slumber. I was in water drowning, i woke up trying to swim and whimpering. I turned over and went to sleep again i remember a lemon peeled like an orange it was so sour. He was there. His face was turned away but i remember his body, we stayed up in my bed it felt so good but when morning came he was gone. I felt alone. I lived in a abandoned house, the floors and stairwell was flooded there was nothing left. My sister told me i should let it go. I walked up the stairs smashing a copper pipe sculpture with a bat but it was barley dent. the plaster was peeling. the stair lead up, there were many levels. I couldn't find him.