In a hidden castle in the middle of nowhere. There is where I want to be. I don't care about anyone else. It's just me, and me only; it's nice to be here.
I’m falling sleep now...Nobody is with me...I’m dreaming about you...You are in my dream...You are touching me, it feels so good, your hands upon my neck... your lips near my chest... your nose feeling my smell...you're so close to me... I can feel you touching me... crossing over my stomach...my skin bristles...Your lips rub my neck...they're so warm...take me... take me with you ...take me far away from here ...just...
Suddenly I wake up; I’m alone in my bed. It’s just me having a nice dream. I wish I could dream this every night. Knowing that it’s just a dream is killing me. Why aren’t you real?
Suddenly I wake up; I’m alone in my bed. It’s just me having a nice dream. I wish I could dream this every night. Knowing that it’s just a dream is killing me. Why aren’t you real?
I whish you were real… I want you so bad.
This castle is beginning to be too large for me. These people who are with me don’t really care about me. No one cares. That’s why I need you.
I think about this almost every day since my family died. It was a fire at home. I was at school that day. My brother came home before, I don’t remember why. My father was on his day off, and my mother… well she’s a house wife so… cops never tell me what really happened I don’t buy their explanations about my mom having a carelessness. She never took her eyes away from what she was cooking, I knew her, I know that. Besides, I found some very odd things, like this watch from, I don’t know year 1000. It’s really old and this other thing, I don’t know what it is yet, I think it’s like a necklace or some thing. But it’s old too.
Now, 10 years later, I almost don’t remember their faces. I was a little child in that time. With my 17 years old today, I’m not happy. I’m alone, in a big castle, with people who don't love me.
This castle is beginning to be too large for me. These people who are with me don’t really care about me. No one cares. That’s why I need you.
I think about this almost every day since my family died. It was a fire at home. I was at school that day. My brother came home before, I don’t remember why. My father was on his day off, and my mother… well she’s a house wife so… cops never tell me what really happened I don’t buy their explanations about my mom having a carelessness. She never took her eyes away from what she was cooking, I knew her, I know that. Besides, I found some very odd things, like this watch from, I don’t know year 1000. It’s really old and this other thing, I don’t know what it is yet, I think it’s like a necklace or some thing. But it’s old too.
Now, 10 years later, I almost don’t remember their faces. I was a little child in that time. With my 17 years old today, I’m not happy. I’m alone, in a big castle, with people who don't love me.
My only refuge is my sleep…
1 comentario:
o.o Aquel primer capítulo es muy....triste, algo desolador... me gusta en la forma que vas desenvolviendo las ideas junto con los recuerdos, un mal estado actual a causa de un siniestro...de+ me senti japy pq necesite solo 2 words pa buskar en el diccionario...
ahora a leer el 2do capitulo a ver ke trae...
salu2...adios!
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