Good morning! I woke early today, 2:30 AM. I try not to worry about waking too early. They say we’ll get plenty of sleep once we’re gone. I can definitely wait for that day. I love being awake. It means I get to write. I don’t know if I have an addiction to writing or if it’s a passion but the words are sweet no matter how dark they feel. They seep from my soul onto the computer screen and just feel right. Yeah, it might be an addiction!
I won’t ever give it up. It paints a rainbow across my soul and it may be the only heaven I ever see. I’m okay with that. I woke thinking about my friend. She died just as covid hit. I really miss her. Somedays I forget she’s gone and I want to call her and tell her about my day. Then it hits me all over again. Does it ever get easier?
I had a dream last night. It was crazy but the kind you write about. I don’t know if I could put it on paper or if it would even work but I’m going to try. What I do know is it was super cool in the dream but then isn’t everything?
#immortalloveoffriendship
In a dream
I open my eyes
And you are here
By my side
Afraid to wake
For you’ll be gone
A tear falls
Without hope
Angels call
You don’t answer…
Can you escape
The kiss of death
Will you be here with me?
Until the end
Don’t let that be today
We have to find a way
❤ ❤ ❤ Miss you, my friend.
