ted.
17thApril2010, Saturday Night.
3rd dream.
- He came back, but he wasnt alone. And no, he did not come back with puppies and a wife whatever my mum tries to fill my head with.. He came back with all the strays. And then it was a big fuss for us to chase the strays away. -
But i guess, still, these dreams keep my faith in me.
But mostly, what keeps, what little small amount of faith i have left,
is just my disability to believe he's anywhere but still here.
here, in this neighbourhood.
here, somewhere along the outside road,
here, somewhere around all the houses, bushes, parks, trees and the sea and beach.
here, as in, here with me.
on earth.
My disbelieve to think anything otherwise.
And my believe in my boy to make it back home,
reallly, reallly soon......
so i can smack that butt of his when he does return for putting me through all these, again !
He's really pushing it rightnow. I cant hardly joke about any of this.
I cant.
I cant.. anything.
but wait.
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