Wake up in crying. I miss my dream. I dont know how to say it missing him like this making me this way. I dont know does he feel same ? I dreamed of him he didn't say anything Just staring me. Missing my dream.
I want have something as being my own. If one person, some people or world ignore, neglect, hurt, and break me I will be always have place to heal myself. Writing is homage and sanctuary. It will give me a chance to rest before face the mean world