June 16, 2013


She walked the empty streets, in search of dreams that weren't hers. It had been ages since she had dreamt. She liked this life, because she could be alone with her thoughts and watch lonely people dream. They didn't know how lucky they were, for they still had dreams left inside them. Dreams of sunsets and still waters and colors and joy. Dreams that sometimes terrified her. She walked the empty sea shores, the dim-lit streets, the vacant roads, and found herself hold those dreams close. She didn't know if it was a gift or a curse.

She had overslept again. She found him watching her and panicked. Until he asked, "Been dreaming again? You look so tired!"

He would never be able to appreciate the irony.For her dreamless nights were full of other people's dreams.

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