More than loving you—I am tired of living for you. Every breath that I take voluntarily reminds me of your name. Every wet, cold shower that I take half-awake shocks me with the reality that you were just a dream that once was true. Thinking maybe if I kill myself, I’ll wake up from this nightmare. This beautiful, beautiful, beautiful nightmare.
I dreamt there was a bee flying around my room and one of my friends smacked it and it got angry and flew at me and that shocked me awake :x but it’s that weird kind where im awake but I’m confused and can’t think properly