Daydream Jhope Lyrics Novels & Stories

Whenever I want you, all I have to do is dream, dream, dream. My knees shake as I stand up from the couch. Oh no, this is not right. I look around me. What the fuck is going on? I start to run but I don’t see the door. Oh man, where is the fuckin’ door? I can’t find the exit. The music continues to play and it’s not funny. This old tuned song scares the hell out of me and makes me panic. ’I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, anytime night or day.’

I was eager for slumber to rescue me from the madness. It wasn’t long before Marc entered my dreams. He tried to talk reason with me while sticking to his ludicrous story, but I forcefully pushed him away. For the first time since the dreaming began, I was in control enough to say, “no more”. Marc’s face reflected his sadness and worry as he faded away. I wondered why it took me so long to discover I had this power while my mind drifted off into the wells of oblivion.

Dream... you are my dream. You come and go as you wish, Even when I am awake. My heart flutters spreading its wings, Sensing your heat. Losing myself alone in my room, My body blooms, smelling you. You arrived like rain, Sending shivers with your gaze. Makes me wanna get drench, Soaking my every inch. Look at me and touch. Teasing me is a bit much. Let me feel all of you. And let the storm slowly brew.

They can say, they can say I've lost my mind I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy We can live in a world that we design 'Cause every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it's gonna take A million dreams for the world we're gonna make There's a house we can build Every room inside is filled With things from far away The special things I compile Each one there to make you smile On a rainy day They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy They can say, they can say we've lost our minds I don't care, I don't care if they call us crazy Runaway to a wo

Then there were the fangs and the biting— Yeah—how high school is it to have dirty dreams about a vampire? To hell with it, because in these dirty dreams, Gaia had the best sex she'd ever had. It had gotten so bad, that on nights she didn't dream of him, she'd lie in bed using all her might to conjure his spirit. When these dreams did happen, Gaia could not control them. She always woke the next morning, sometimes sore, in her bed, alone, and fully clothed in pajamas that she never remembered putting on.

One day. A future destroyed. A story of repentance. Chapter 1: Skydiving "Hope!" Mom's shrill voice seemed to pull me out of a deep dreamless slumber. Sighing, I rubbed my face and nearly screeched as sunlight seemed to burn into my orbits. Every single day was the same and I had enough. What was there to life if you could never wake up on the right side of the bed? Groaning, I stomped down the stairs- already in a bad mood.

All of it. Later that night, as Hope slept between us, her small body warm and calm, my mind drifted to darker places. The past whispered echoing in my dreams. I saw rain. A voice: "Love? Never."

"She’s tired of being a 'Variable.' She wants to be the 'Constant.' Inside the Core, she won't be a girl with a heavy name. She’ll be the mind of the world." Julian looked at Hope. She had reached the edge of the singularity. She turned back to him, and for a fleeting second, the violet in her eyes flickered. "Daddy," she said, her voice small and clear. "The silver fox says... if I go in, the fire stops. No more soldiers. No more running. Everyone gets to sleep." "It's a lie, Hope!" Julian choked out, struggling against the invisible pressure. "It's not sleep, it's a script! You won't be you anymore!"

When she woke up from her stupor the next morning, the sun was shining brightly outside her window, and she found a bunch of dew-covered lilies on the front of her door. The wind blew gently, carrying away every last bit of her horrible memories. Melanie thought that it was really time for her to start all over again. Farewell, Raymond Johnson.

"It's almost like the hard times circle 'round" "A couple drops and they all start coming down" "Yeah, I might feel defeated and I might hang my head" "I might be barely breathing but I'm not dead, no" A tear escaped my eye. I managed to stay still until I finish the third chorus. "I'm not gonna let it get me down" "I'm not gonna cry" "And I'm not gonna lose any sleep tonight" "'Cause, tomorrow's another day" "And I'm thirsty anyway" "So bring on the rain"