I had a really weird dream the other day that totally fucked with my head and I cannot shake the feeling it left me with. It's kind of driving me insane.
In order to avoid dramaz I'm not doing what my gut is telling me I should do and that's what's driving me insane.
To sum it up, as it was a very long ass dream, Jon was in my dream and we were searching for Peter. Jon was driving and we were talking and I asked him how he was doing. He said that things were not going well and he mentioned a girl named Amanda (I assume his girlfriend or most recent ex in the dream...iono as he hasn't spoken/messged me in like 4 years). He said that he was in pain. I literally felt like my heart got ripped out.
Now don't me wrong. I'm not all "I'm in love with my ex" or something along those lines, but I still care for him deeply (how could I not when I loved him so completely?). I would still do anything for him if he needed me. I wouldn't even ask why he hadn't bothered keeping in touch, I'd just be there.
That being said I've been desperately fighting the temptation to message him asking him if he's ok. As I think it would be incredibly weird and stalkerish. The last thing I want to do is alienate him.
So that's why I'm fighting myself internally. I know I would only make his situation worse as he'll probably be freaked out by me. But it's really hard wanting to help someone and knowing that you're utterly powerless.
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We're too late, we're too late
Release the rigging
No one uses the phone anymore
The tracks are wrecked and the odometer's ticking
The edge is pushed and the lines are melting
Too scared to look at what I hear outside
Release
We're too late
Protect, embrace, engulf
Remember the summer in Abaddon
Protect, enslave, in love
Remember the summer in Abaddon
Way offsides and I'm almost empty
I'm cracked and stripped like a domino's crush
Send a tell if you're ever near me
I'm A.F.K and I can't get by
Release me
This vessel's underway
Secure the rigging, we're headed south
Tack the sails, man the posts
We're headed south into the wind
Protect, embrace, engulf
Remember the summer in Abaddon
Protect, enslave, in love
Remember the summer in Abaddon
(We're too late)
Protect, embrace, engulf
Remember, the summer, in Abaddon
Protect, enslave, in love
Remember, the summer, in Abaddon
No one hears you fall to the floor
The mirror's broke and the newtonian's clicking
The finds are pressed and the veins are pumping
Too far gone to do more than breathe
Release me
This vessels underway
Headed south
Miles and miles of telephone poles
Fallen and tossed around
I can't talk to you anymore
And I miss you
And I miss you
Not in this little way, but I miss you
Seldom to touch far away from here
Even if I'm released
I can't talk to you anymore
And I miss you
And I miss you
Not in this little way, but I miss you
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