Oh I waited and waited, and waited so patiently, oh so patiently. I waited nights, I waited days, I waited oh so many nights and days. And as I waited I wondered, oh how I wondered, about the things that would happen when the waiting was done. Oh how I brought up my expectations to be something oh so unreal, while all the while waiting, oh the waiting, the waiting, the heartbreaking waiting. Oh the terrors and night sweats I’d get from the waiting. So blindly did I wait, oh so blind I was, that I did not see that right before my eyes you finished your waiting and left me behind, left me to my waiting. Oh the anger I’d get from all of my waiting, oh the anger, the rage, and the hatred of waiting. Oh how I’d yell, how I’d scream oh so quietly inside, how I’d break and kill a little of my mind. I waited and waited and waited and waited, I waited so long my waiting started waiting. And then in the end, when the waiting was done, I realized my waiting left me uncoiled, and undone.
This must be one of my favourite photoshoots. *stare*
What if your pillow could collect your dreams, and when you wake up, you could plug it into your computer and watch them over again