he lifted my chin with his hand and said i have not seen you smile in months. I protested and said that is not true i am always smiling...you know what i mean. No, no i don't. then he asked if i would like to dance, but no one is dancing i said, when did you care i am not sure i answered, i am not sure. he walked away...
I wanted to tell him everything. how i had dreamt of a white horse and had let it drink every once of my passion, till it left me for dead. that i did'nt dream anymore.
i could hear his footsteps come towards me his hand on my chin again he lifts it till my eyes met his, i try to stare away but just then he says.. i am not without fault in this.. i want to say why did you let it happen, why did you not fight for me, but instead i say what i know to be true, you could not have stopped me for i had fallen so deep into my dream..that even within my dream i had dreamt..
