Ahlorah Morgan
Stories (1/0)
Synchronicity
Part 1: He He waits for sleep to take him. He feels the passing of time. He knows he will see her again. This way, he is honest with his desires. His dreams are doorways into his soul. He feels her. Every night he can hear her voice, press his body into hers, and merge with her. He looks into her eyes and sees himself. He knows she’s out there. He knows she’s real. He doubts himself often, then convinces himself he’s right. His identity is changing. He’s wanting to become someone else. Correction: he wants to become his highest self. He’s never cared for money, but suddenly feels the need to have it, and save it. He’s always loved his parents but doesn’t want to be responsible for them. He’s always allowed himself to be used for his talents and made a career out of other people’s intentions. He’s more than that. He knows there is a chance that he will never meet her, this siren, this goddess who mysteriously knows all of him. He’s never met her, never even once known anyone that resembled her. It’s always her in his dreams. Always. He is restless. He is passionate and angry and sad and longs for something he cannot name. Bigger than affection, bigger than compatibility, deeper than love, stronger than desire, everything unnamed that dwells inside. He wants all of it. Right now. He has always been alone. Even when he is surrounded by people, he has never known anyone to understand his being like she does. This is torture. He is falling in love with a fantasy. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t care. He needs her, this is all he knows. Sleep takes him. He sees her. For these hours, he is home.
By Ahlorah Morgan3 years ago in Humans