This is the type of shit that gets me in trouble.
I was texting with my friend Anthony this morning about my heart and him. I'm such a coward sometimes. I use to be bold and brave and loud. Not so much anymore. I got out of the elevator this morning assuming there was ZERO statistical odds that I would encounter him. He was right in front of me. He had no idea I was behind him.
Anthony questioned why I didn't say "hi" etc. and asked what I was learning from all this. I suddenly recalled a dream I'd had the night before where this man I know said "I'm trying to hold you but you won't let me!" And I didn't want to be held because I didn't want to hurt. Anthony responded with one word "Prophetic." And I said to Anthony "I just want to believe..." Then I got up walked around the terminal and BAM. F'me. Believing is what got me here. *sigh. Head shake. I don't know anymore.
No comments:
Post a Comment