Set me free...

Dreams...what I wouldn’t give to have control over them, someone said…

What wouldn’t I give too?

You were the last thing that came to mind every night when I fell asleep. Lying in the dark room, where the thin shaft of light from the light that forever glows in my flat mate’s room comes I will myself not to think of you…



After ages I dreamt of you…

Forget the place, its not important. Forget the others, they are not important…

I see you and I gasp. As always you make me do that. It’s been years and I still remember your face. Your eyes. The scar on your forehead which cuts across those imperfectly perfect eyebrows. Your long fingers. You haven’t changed a bit… or have you?

I see you and I gasp. And I walk past you while my heart is hammering a thousand beats. I can’t walk away. I walk once again past you, pretending I don’t see you…

You smirk. I know you do. I don’t have to look at you to know what you are doing.

I walk past you again. You catch hold of my hand, “You can’t ignore me…you know it. And you know I know…”

My arms hurt. Let me go…

“You don’t want to go… You can never go…”

I want to. Please… it’s after ages that I feel so… let me go… please let me go…Damn it, don’t make me feel guilty… Don’t make me feel guilty for wanting to love again… let me go… Please let me go….