Now the other world will be only a dream for you. You will see a dream once in a while about an intense love, drug cigarettes and some slow guitar. You will remember me and want me. All this will bring you here. Right here to my blog.
You will search for yourself here and I know I will see a desperate man then. A man whom I know never wanted light but nights. Nights when we smoked more love than drugs. Kisses that gave the taste of blood. Each other’s blood. A love like raw.
When you are tired and about to leave I will come to liberate you. By then I am sure you won’t wait or want me. You will just want to get back to living life. And not a dream.
Because I am a dream. In past, present and future.
Take my hand
We’re off to never never-land