Anything can happen...

His eyes are locked on her
Her eyes are fixed elsewhere
He's confident, but he's unaware she doesn't care
Their only connection is the silence they both grasp
He's lost control, but she's unaware
Of his stare

Ohai.

Where were we when we last talked? Oh yeah, I was going to go more in depth with you about the latest dream I've been having lately. This one could be fun. Haha. The last dream that I had was....Well, if you really care to read about it, it's in a post from a few months ago. If you really feel like digging for it, go for it. I'm not going to rehash an old dream. Granted, the little nightmare likes to pop it's head again every so often, but that's really beyond the point. You're here to read about this newer and more frequent dream.

Everything seems to intimidate him
With the strobe lights flashing
Her body's jolting
But cracking as his eyes
Split in two
If only she knew

Starts off with me in my parents room, taking a picture of myself in front of the mirror. I was so afraid that the outfit that I was wearing wasn't dressy enough, or too dressy. I end up staying with what I was wearing, and head over to her place to pick her up. After getting her, we head downtown. That alone is a chore because I'm directionally retarded. Finally reaching the play house, early at that, we just sit outside and speculate on how good the play will actually be.

The curtain goes down
on him again
The curtain goes down
on them again

I never actually dream about the play. Weird. It just skips right to when we go to dinner.

Then it skips again. Going right to when we go to my house. It's weird. I remember those two things better than anything in my actual mind, but when I have this dream...Nothing. Anyways...

Everything seems to be closing in on her
It feels just like she is being haunted
But it's alright, it's ok
She's unaware of his stare

I'm going to purposely leave the last part of my dream out. This is because I usually wake up at some point during this part, or if I do make it all the way through, it's not something I really feel the need to share with you. Though it ends with me dropping her off at her house, her trying to walk out of the car, and me stopping her, saying,

"I only counted 99"

Awwww...How fucking sappy.

What does this dream mean? Is there any meaning behind it at all? Maybe. Maybe not. Oh well. I think that's enough for one night, though. I think I'm gonna turn in soon. Night world.
Love you...:P
Obai.