Does the person I dream about constantly ever dream about me? Who is that person, and why do they appear so often?
We don't speak the same language, so we draw with fire in the sky. I'm no artist, but her eyes show understanding under her burka. It's so odd she'd wear one even while she sleeps.
Where do I take her to make her feel safe? Or is that what she even needs? I know she's real. I know she's there. I just wish I could draw for her the way she draws for me.
this isn't love. This is a cry for help from someone in desperate need of a friend, and I'll be damned if I stop trying.