• brinng, the alarm goes
    i wake up
    and there you loathe
    i have no idea who you are
    yet i speak lightly
    like i've known you since time began
    i am tired, i trust you
    so i think you will wake me
    so i fall on my pillow
    and return to the beautiful darkness of dreams
    and u do not wake me
    i am late
    were you an angel
    a halllucination,
    or a dream?