January 2011
1 post
The Dream I dreamed that you had ceased to love me— not that you had come from other beds back to mine, or gone from mine to others, just that something in your heart had stopped. I willed myself awake to find you still beside me. It was just a dream, I thought, yet when I turned to kiss you, in your eyes I saw that you had ceased to love me. I willed myself awake a second time to find...