And this will be the first time in a week that I’ll talk to you, and I can’t speak. It’s been three whole days since I’ve had sleep because I dream of her lips on your cheek. And I got the point that I should leave you alone, but we both know that I’m not that strong. And I miss the lips that made me fly.
I need to start a dream diary, and so I am going to record randomly on my tumblr any dream I’d like to remember; I’m using it as my ‘scrapbook’, so her goes.
Last night I had a really beautiful dream, probably one of the saddest I’ve ever had. It was a dream with my Nanny in, for the first time in quite a while (I’ve been waiting)! In my dream She hadn’t died yet but we both knew She was dying. We went to Venice! Bought diamonds, and looked through all her lace (:! Then she gave me the greatest hug I’ve ever had, I tried to hold in tears so badly because we both knew this was the last time we’d be together, so shouldn’t cry. It seriously felt SO real. She turns up in my dreams so unexpectedly, but always when I need Her most.
I think it could of been me dreaming/feeling Her perspective before She left this world.
“You. You alone will have the stars as no one else has them. In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night. You, only you, will have stars that can laugh.”—Antoine de Saint-Exupery