Shoot.

The semester is almost over. I don't know how I feel about that. I guess I should be excited, but I'm not. I'm scared. I don't know where the time went. I didn't even realize it passed.

The Dream

In my dreams I walked the beach
and on the beach you waited in the sand
and without a word you took my hand
We talked without a word
and not a single thing was heard
except you and I we understood
how much silence could say
and when we parted ways
I cried all the way home
I turned on the radio and got lost in the sound
and sang at the top of my lungs
When I thought no one was around
And when I'm alone I count the cracks in the wall
and sometimes wonder if you think about me at all
I sit and stare at my own shadow
and I wonder where my life has gone.