I had a dream last night..my back was to a window. I felt no warmth from any sun.. perhaps I was still meant to be here..
You walked in.. your fist clenched and eyes full of pain. You had a coffee in your other hand.. You lunged across the room and growled into my face, spilling the contents in your cup all over the wooden floor boards … “ I blame you for this!!” you breathed into my face. The scent of cigarettes got caught in my throat. Reminding me of what it all used to be like… you went towards my face. But you just cried instead.. you disappeared..
We all have a disappearing act.. I did it to you first. But I thought the feeling was mutual.
I woke in my bed.. Safe.. except for the storm brewing outside my four walls. I cannot help but see the ravens gathering on my balcony as a warning..
He was typing up an article and I realized this is who I am.. and I can fall back to sleep.