manifestations

upon waking, the pinch at the heart remains. even if you, me and her were a blur of faces in an altered state of consciousness, the pain was REAL. i remembered HER, in a white shirt. i remember her crying, i remember me just looking. i was just standing there, a spectator, hurting at the view. your face never clearly showed, but you were frantic and confused over HER crying because my friends took initiative to revenge me by driving her to tears. i felt guilt and helplessness. it is not me to wish anyone ill. i didn't have any control over it, but in real life, you had...

i wonder if you have dreams like this too. and i wonder who you comfort. i'm pretty sure though that you remember in your head that you see my tears falling, so i'm pretty sure in your dreams, you know that you hurt me. when u wake, in your conscious state, i'm still a hazy imagined hologram you try to know because u forget...because i'm ur subconscious just at the back of your head.