All the times he dreamt of her, he never saw her face. She would float up out of the sea or grow out of a field of wheat. He'd try to run, to catch up to her but he could never find his legs in those dreams. He never could catch up, even in waking
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The Pointless Book
RandomJust a collection of pointless thoughts from a pointless girl
Extract From A Book I'll Never Write #5
All the times he dreamt of her, he never saw her face. She would float up out of the sea or grow out of a field of wheat. He'd try to run, to catch up to her but he could never find his legs in those dreams. He never could catch up, even in waking