Back on my mind, and who knows why.  Romeo and Juliet had their moment as we had ours.  Never should I have lingered in that deep breath.

Well, 3mg Lunesta compared to 2mg Lunesta made me sleep 4 hours, and that means waking up at 230am.  The best.

And for some reason, I keep thinking of 3.14.  I used to see it all the time, in the way people see 11.11, but I no longer see it since that night.  And now, it popped in my head and is keeping me awake.  And now I look down ar the time, and there it is again.

You visited my dream, but I’m not sure why.  You wanted me to believe you, but I don’t know why it even matters. I repeated the whole story to a friend the other night stating that I didn’t understand why any of it matters now and how I will likely never in my life see her again.  Saying those words I realized how true that was and that maybe I hadn’t thought of that until that moment. Everything was only meant to be beautiful for a moment, and then to disappear. I should have listened to my words, that moments are singular. Remember them for what they are, and not for what they may become.  They’re meant to fade.

I want Romeo and Juliet moments, and I get them…because Romeo and Juliet only get fleeting moments together, and then they die.  There is no happy ending, and no forever after.