ddream

I dreamt about all the people I wish I knew. They were in a white room. A really, really, white room. They were all waiting for me. It was my chance to know them, to love them, to miss them, to understand them. I couldn't move, like being restricted by air. I was caught, frozen if you will. My every atom hurt. My whole being longer to be near them. But I couldn't,

I just couldn't.