BONJOUR..., I encounter so many emotions. I can't contain my hunger, this anticipation, this urge to devour all my desires. I am one of many words and ambitions, but I am in utter loss when I cannot decipher "why" the intriguing itch, that mystery and madness that has found me. Each day I walk further amongst this sea of slumber that I had not visited since many dreams ago. This familiar scent, the memory of yesterday. Awakening my recollection, making my body fuse with all the emotions I had left behind. I remember it quite vividly, I remember the scent of my bed, that morning, that smile, laying next to your nude, soft body, I remember the taste of your lips, devouring them. How did I get back into that particle of time, I wasn't there just now,. how?... I long for myself, a couple of pages ago. The vulnerability I possessed, the ability to differentiate a fantasy from reality. Feeling intact and alive. Tomorrow will be another dream, time to wake up. au revoir.
