It was never going to be easy,
I don’t know how,
You convinced yourself it would.
What grand delusion?
What strange drug?
Made you live in the world where this would be easy.
Oh sorry–I didn’t see you there,
I was just talking to myself in the mirror.
I am adrift on the Aeon sea, this place that connects all reality. This place that makes the worlds serve it’s call. The ocean is made of rainbow light–or is it water? It’s so hard to tell. When I throw a stone into the water it is sucked in as though the water is made of tar. I have no hope of swimming or even rowing. So adrift I will be.
My craft is a dead bit of land that somehow floats on the sea. Set adrift by the end of our current–or former reality. And so I’m left to ponder how long I will last. Alone, alive, and adrift on the never ending Aeon Sea.
“I’ve seen you in a dream,”
She said to me,
Eyes full of starlight.
“So I knew we would meet.”
But she always was a dreamer,
I doubt she knows who I really am.
More than a dream,
Then a thought,
Then a feeling in some girls mind.
But to the girl with starlight in her eyes,
I will always be a dream,