again

I had that dream where you play the part of falling in love with an old crush. Why they call it crush? because thats what they do to you in the end. A very fitting teacher of mine was the first portrayal of this crush, and for the most part, is was her. She was basically every personality I could ask for in a women, and cute to boot. She was in charge of a store in the dream for a temporary duty, and the only one working there at all. I was helping her do the chores around the store and closer and closer we got. Until she invited me to her house for a pool party at night. 

We drank, and drank, and drank. 

Things always get heated up when its a party and people drink. But for some reason my dream skipped over a large portion of the dream after I saved a friend of the girls from drowning. I knew she was married, and so did she. "I want to fuck you."

Shift,

A different person, a person whom I rarely really even interacted with. But desired from afar. A girl from high school. A girl who had every interest that I had. I could remember lying in bed with her. I could smell the alcohol from last night, and drinking this morning. Our faces were intimately close, our lips infinitely. She said, "You don't even know how close we can put our lips together without touching."

And then I woke up. And was satisfied.

And wondered: I go on looking for what I want, but is there anyone looking for me?