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Dream Girl [Permalink] [Tweet] 12-09-2015 15:09 UTC

I had this dream. My brain can get quite dark sometimes. So far as I can tell, in this dream, I asked a girl to kill herself, and she did so without question because she loved me.

I'm writing it out here unedited.
As we sat there, out of view of anyone, I looked into her eyes and I feared then she knew what was coming. She smiled. I ran my hand down her arm and lifted it up to me. As I stroked it, I could see the faint black capillaries through her skin. My conscience fought back against what I was about to ask of her.

"You know the feeling of the electric running through you, like blood through veins?"

She looked at me, now certain what I was going to ask, her eyes gave away as much. I don't know how, but she kept smiling, almost eager for me to continue.

"I need you to stop that," I said. Immediately, all of my internal organs clenched in unison. She put her arms around me and pulled me in tight.

"I don't want to," she said. I wrapped my own arms around her.

"I don't want you to," I replied, my voice small, and as I finished my sentence I felt her whole weight slump against me.