Jan 4, 2002
your blood screams red
i hardly ever remember my dreams. and when i do they usually don't even make sense or they're just not important. but last night i had a really incredible dream. it was terribly beautiful...
i was sitting alone in a mountain valley. everything was in black and white with a sort of greenish tint. the sky looked as though it were storming, the clouds were dark and lightening bounced around above. it was silent except for the roar of thunder. there were all these flowers growing in the field that had beautiful red petals. there i sat in the middle of the field, plucking the petals off the flowers, whispering "he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not..." everytime i would get to the last petal i would say "he loves me not" so i'd move onto the the next flower... it seemed to go on forever. then i came to the last flower in the field "he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not, he loves me" i was so happy when i found that the last petal ended with "he loves me". i stood up, clutching the petal in my hand, smiling. then i looked around at the field. dead flower stems lying everywhere in a sea of red petals. it looked like a battlefield. i stared at the last petal and said "look at all the destruction i caused looking for you"
posted by sarah 4:12 PM
