Romans & histoires You Had Your Dreams I Had Mine

I was all hers and she was all mine. All mine…

I should have known they would catch on to that. “He thinks that I am going to be the one begging for him to touch me and please me. I told him that I wouldn’t be. That it was actually going to be the other way around. So last night when I walked back onto the dance floor with you guys, my last words to him were, game on.” “Ok! What have you done with our Whitney? Our Whitney would never even say something like that!” “I was feeling confident. What can I say? I have a feeling it was the drinks talking but I guess we will find out tonight.”

He muttered in pain, uttering the same words that I had said in my dreams earlier. The same fucking words when he was killing me in my dreams.

HUNTER The light as first blinded my eyes cause I felt I had been unconscious for a million years I wished I never did wake up But at the same time I was glad I did, cause of my parents and my dream At least even though my life was shit, I still had my dream, right? Right? Tears gathered round my eyes, it would be an under statement to say that i wasn’t tired of this shit, cause i really was, and everything became worst when my tired eyes looked to the side to examine where I was

I don't care ,I don't care if they call me crazy ,we could live in a world that we design Cause every night I lye 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 are keeping me awake..🎶 I was really surprised, I've never heard such a beautiful voice..I walked closer to see the person,and I saw the witch.. "What ?How can a person like her have this type of voice" I said inwardly,and I hid so she won't see me..

Utter and complete blackness. Then, being thrust in a direction. The thrusting ceased and my body lay still. Then came the falling and the fear of crashing down and never waking up again. And then came the soft touch of grass on my bare skin. As I lay on the grass, I waited for the headache to come and split up my skull. But it never came. That's how far the dreams had progressed every time. I gently peeled my eyes open expecting nothing but blackness to greet me. It was dark alright, but not black. I could see for a few meters ahead of me and I could easily make out my surroundings.

So even though I travel onward alone, and in time perhaps with another, I loved you very much. Perhaps this breakup is the only way I will rediscover who I am, the me that is purely myself. I had these dreams. I had these amazing technicolour dreams that I need to make into some kind of reality for others... and for me too. Your dreams are so very different and so together everything becomes muted and confused, we morphed into some terrible compromise instead of supporting each other as brilliant and vivid individuals with passion and drive. So now I must go, weave my creative magic into this ether we call the world, and I wish you well even though I will always face forwards, moving onwards

What will she do without her best friend? "I have the courage now." "That's good." Mirabella ruffled Lekky's hair playfully. "Now, let's sing." "I have a dream, dream, dream To be better, better To be greater, greater. I have found a way ,way ,way To make my dreams come true I have found a way, To be what I want to. I know its not easy, To keep going everyday, Focusing on just one dream, They say its crazy, How we want to do this all day,

That makes them lust," I took another sip. -Maybe you're right. -They're just bodies, after all. -I commented, "There is no man who only has eyes for one woman. There is no such thing. -You seem to have forgotten what I just told you. It seems we're both waiting for something we're not sure will happen.

Telling myself I fell asleep in a park was way better than saying than trying to explain how I got here. “ Yes, that's what it is! It's a dream!” I said aloud, convincing myself.