dream it out

I don't remember you lookin' any better
But then again I don't remember you.


I dreamed about her again. But this time I couldn't remember what happened in my dream. I forgot it all. The moment I remembered what I had dreamed about, it vanished. Never to be known. A mystic fog. -insert dramatic metaphor-. Yeah. I'm over it. She signed on AIM last night, maybe that's why the memory of her crawled its way into my unconscious. She's been on AIM for three nights in a row now. Who else could she be talking to? That's not my place anymore. I see people in love and it's so cute and adorable. I wish I had something like that. Maybe I wouldn't toss and turn so much in bed. Maybe I wouldn't have this blog in the first place, lol. Who knows, who cares... I wish I could whole-heartedly agree with that statement, but I know I will always care about finding someone. I wish it didn't bother me so, but it gnaws away at my heart every night when I lay in bed alone.

when i said goodnight tonight, it meant goodbye

Life's alright. I've been busy with school lately. I stayed at home and passed out candy for Halloween. I haven't been feeling in the spirit for anything. Sometimes I wonder if she sucked the life out of me, or if this was something that was bound to happen. I'd like to think she brought out the good side of me, but what if I never had one to begin with? Why do I keep counting.. She left me on my driveway. Both of us thinking we would see each other again. Only one of us realized the gravity of that situation. The permanence of our last words ever spoken.

"Good night."