A nightmare hit you.
You woke up gasping for air. Your vision was blurry and you weren’t so sure where you were. You sat there, crying. You don’t understand why you get these thoughts and how it comes out of nowhere sometimes.
You started to breathe normal so you laid back down, wiped away your tears, and just looked forward.
You knew you were awake, but you lost yourself.
There you thought of Jimmy and Tyson, smiling.
Remember the first time you participated in a dance battle? They were the ones to sign you up and you felt so betrayed, but you did it anyways.
They saw potential in you, you’ll never forget the endless hugs and kisses they provided you after the night.
You’re writing a novel, poems, songs. Anything that keeps you sane even if it’s just for a while because you can’t hold back the tears and feelings when your mind drifts off.
What would they say to you right now?
You played so many phrases that they have said to you.
But you’re not sure of what you want to hear.
