In my last dream I was sitting across from my ex lover. He tells me this weekend they're going to Princesa 23 for a night of free finger food and electronic music. He says I should come. I want to. But do I? Do I want to be there and not being able to be the girl to him I was for the last seven months? Do I want to be there having to keep a distance?
I ask him if he already found a substitute. If he's fucking someone else, someone else special. (From my spectator's view outside the dream I think to myself it's a stupid question, because he would never answer that in real life.) We look each other in the eye, I read doubt. He doesn't know whether to tell me the truth or not. If he isn't, he doesn't know whether to tell me the truth or hurt me to create distance. If he is, he doesn't know whether to lie to spare me or tell me the truth. And the answer is... 'I have. I am seeing someone else.'
It's a blow in my face. I feel him looking at me, expecting me to cry, shout maybe. But all I say is 'Wow. Did not expect that.' I try to contain my emotions and think to myself that I need to get the hell out of that appartment.
Then there was an earlier dream with a lot of snow and mountains and also the ex, something about a search or fleeing, but I can't remember the themes nor the story.
I ask him if he already found a substitute. If he's fucking someone else, someone else special. (From my spectator's view outside the dream I think to myself it's a stupid question, because he would never answer that in real life.) We look each other in the eye, I read doubt. He doesn't know whether to tell me the truth or not. If he isn't, he doesn't know whether to tell me the truth or hurt me to create distance. If he is, he doesn't know whether to lie to spare me or tell me the truth. And the answer is... 'I have. I am seeing someone else.'
It's a blow in my face. I feel him looking at me, expecting me to cry, shout maybe. But all I say is 'Wow. Did not expect that.' I try to contain my emotions and think to myself that I need to get the hell out of that appartment.
Then there was an earlier dream with a lot of snow and mountains and also the ex, something about a search or fleeing, but I can't remember the themes nor the story.
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