Tag: dreams

Tick tock

Cushioning the weakness within on those lonely nights she embraces her pillow. Smuggles it under the blankets to feel warmth. Hugs it close creating the illusion of love once held in the same measures. There’s no room for pain. Or tears. The bulk of him still weighs her down. Collapses her breath. Dulls her pulse. Heightens her senses. Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. Damn clock. The quilt is heavy. Shrouds her in darkness; covers the lie she creates every night. He’s not there. Not really. Subconsciously she knows he never was there. Not really. Now asleep; the dreams she had in waking hours can come alive. She embraces the ‘him’ she had hoped he would be. The pillow falls to the ground cold and unwanted. Awake in the morning. Without him. No shroud; she too is cold and unwanted. 

She embraces nothing.

Cars everywhere

The memory of this writer is bitter sweet. I remember everything I want but not many things I need. I remember someone asking me what Snow Patrol meant when they sang ‘ let’s waste time, chasing cars, around our heads’. Its not integral to name the questioning person but it’d be nice to give them some kind of recognition for their inspiration. Its hard looking for it and when you have it even harder to put it down on paper, luckily enough I ‘knew’ the answer and share with you today my musings. For many music is a medium in which we find answers; in which we find entertainment on that packed train and in which we find ourselves. Our dreams and hopes. It helps us run away from the bad times and unite in times of good. A favourite song can help tell a lot about a person, mine being the one in question. A self proclaimed emotional masochist this song isn’t the best option, it tears at the soul and tugs on the heart strings. Struggling until resistance is futile and we sit in a pool of our own despair. On my other more resilient side is held the meaning I find more alluring. This song gives me hope about finding the one whom I can sit and ‘chase cars’ with. To my friend who posed the question, don’t you see? Don’t you all see, chasing cars can be anything; anyone you wish it to be. Chasing a dream you have. Its being with him/her and doing nothing. Having no words spoken and knowing all. Lying apart without touch and feeling everything. To be together. That possibility keeps me going on in this sometimes but very rarely mundane life. They, the person chasing that car waiting for you to join them could be on the platform next to you. In the same office. On the walk to a drink with friends. It only takes a moment and you’re hit. Smacked with the next possible ‘one’. Unpredictable? Yes. But isn’t it comforting knowing that until then you have the hope that doesn’t fade because everyone has their own car to chase after.

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