You know what I mean. Watching scenes play out in front of your eyes like that classic love story that you know you hate to watch because it's so darn gushy. Falling off the top of a building, and feeling it as if it's a 4D movie. Like that.
It's the most amazing feeling. Yet it's so hard to describe.
(I hate to admit this, no matter how off-topic it may be, but I feel so tense writing this. Like the whole blog. Maybe because I know you're going to read it. I don't want to seem completely lame. Because I already am. That's why you don't listen to me when I talk to you at school. Mhm. It's the truth. Don't deny it. Well, anyway...)
I see my futures in these dreams. I see romances and things I miss or have missed out on. It makes me feel complete.
Notice a pattern? Feelings? Huh? Huh?? HUH???
Don't you just hate it when you have an insanely intense and deep dream that involves people you see everyday, and your emotions get the best of you, then when you wake up, you realize it was really all a dream, and you think, "Crap. I was sleeping."? Do you know what I'm talking about? (Haha, it's all okay if you don't.)
Here are lyrics from an artist I adore to close(mainly because of his way with words...)
It explains everything.
And as I lay me back to sleep
Lord I pray that I can keep
Sleeping to dream about you
And I'm so tiredOf having to live without youBut I don't mindSleeping to dream about you and I'm so tired
It's just a little a lullaby to keep myself from crying myself to sleep at nightOh just a lullaby to keep from crying myself to sleepOh just a, just oh, just a little lullaby...
-Jason Mraz
Sleeping to Dream
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