They were lyrics to a song—I couldn’t fully grasp the context of that message back then(or why you randomly sent it to me), but a few years later, I finally get it. It sorta goes hand-in-hand with Paulo Coelho’s: ”And when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you achieve it.”
At this point, there’s no use in hiding. Everybody knows/nose. I don’t deny it either. And they insist on pushing. Is this all peer-influenced? Possibly. The force has been strong with this one, though it all happened, naturally. That gravitational pull—I’m not even trying, man. Are the magnets real though? Definitely. But I must admit, they weren’t real for you. And in the back of your mind, you probably knew it, too. So, allow me to over-analyze and theorize that you were hinting something. Because things have a funny way of falling into place.
It’s crazy how these things strike a chord at 3 in the AM. Ah, the notorious “witching hour.” And I received that text in the middle of the night as well. Hweird.
Oh yeah, i’ve been waking up around 3 for the past few days, usually accompanied by a string of absurd dreams. First, was a blue neon-lit secret bar that could only be accessed via waterfall, like the Batcave. Second, was about a porcelain animated doll without the demonic appearance and serial killer tendencies. But still, F that Annabelle film, man.
After she tucked her thoughts into bed, she pulled the covers over her head, and suffocated from her indecisions.