walking after you

I dreamt of him last night which was weird. I normally don’t, unless I’m back home at the folks’. Besides it’s been years since I have. Well, maybe not years but certainly in a very long time. Maybe it was because I took his blanket out of storage for laundering. Maybe it was because I’d been reading Dedication, a book which brought back memories of teenage crushes and hurts.

In that strange way dreams and reality can merge, I knew he was dead in real life but in the dream he hugged me and said hello. I grinned. It’d been so long. He was thinner. He asked about my life. I told him everything that happened since 1998. I’m glad you’ve moved on he said. At that moment I started crying and asked why he had to go and die and leave me. Like always, that’s the point where I bolt upright in bed and realise it was just a dream. He’s still dead. And I’ve moved on.

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3 responses to “walking after you

  1. lil ms d

    it’s about release e babes:) you are now free…

  2. machinist: hugs back!
    lil ms d: i think so too 🙂

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