Dreamin'

"morning cigarette."

A single candle light, a single flame; a single drop of heat in a frozen paradise. And all I want to do is submerge it all into the deepest, coldest ocean. Conjure a wish from the brightest star reflected on the surface, and hold it inside as I burry deep beneath the ocean waves; plunging deeper with you into infinite depths. A lifeless paralyze in oblivion, entangled around each other; drowning in another dream.

I woke up again, and was not entirely sure of where I was; only that I had been there before. A voice I didn't recognize was heard through the door. "khalel, are you awake yet? Hurry up, you're going to be late." I never asked; I never felt any desire to know. Who was the voice? I think deep down inside I knew; but I don't think I really cared. I needed a morning cigarette; could I smoke in here? Somehow I felt that it wouldn't really matter. I found my cigarettes still in my pant pocket. I robe a towel to cover my nakedness as I slowly smoked the cigarette. I got up and slowly explored the room, or what little of it there was to explore. And, for some reason outside of my understanding, I had no interests in what was beyond the door to the room; in fact I was afraid to open it.

Finally a knock came on the door and I choked on my voice and slowly stood up to see you peek into the door and then enter. And there you were, in all that I had known, and I felt myself drowning again. Fighting the undertow to take another gasp of air. Just let go. Let the waters heal the pain. "Hi" I whispered with a subtle blush, looking at the ground. No reply came, but I was too unnerved to look up. And I realized that you were talking, but I wasn't listening at the same phase of your voice, and as I turned my head to focus on your voice I began falling again. And as I fell I realized I was descending once again in the depths of water. The deeper I descended the darker it became until the water no longer carried the greenish-blue tint, and I became lost; shivering in absolute darkness...