Just My Imagination.

Written: Wednesday, May 27, 2009 at 10:02pm


No one knew me quite as well as you did.

There was something about you that I saw in no one else during that brief period of time in which we met. You asked me what my name was and I told you so. Our souls intertwined in an instant, and in that very moment, I just knew. Months went by and we shared dirty little secrets of each others past lives; spoke of adventures and dreams we'd some day touch like the sky- if you could only touch the sky. You stole the words and thoughts right out of my mind and read me like a novel. I was always a fiction writer, I tell you- but you knew not all of it was just my imagination. We shared a sacred bond that no one could break; a sacred world where my revolutionary ideas were free. We were free, together. The pages in my journal were soon filled with vivid memories of you. Those memories are nothing now but visions that I can only replay when I sleep at night. I can only see you when I sleep tonight. Seasons came and went, and you were gone with the wind. I could always feel your presence around but never touch you, see you- I can only breathe you.

Maybe it was just my imagination, running away with me.

-A.S.H.- <3