Fairy Tale Dreams

last night, i had this dream; it was still November in Florida& colder than ever. the odd thing was that i was in my old house, the one in new york.
i was in my room & i had a black laptop & a TV attached above my desk. they were never there but they were now. anyways, my brother was there and so was my sister and my mom. my whole family was together. After talking to my brother, i went into my sister's room to look in the window that faced the backyard. 
i didn't notice it for the first 5 seconds, but then i couldn't believe it: it had snowed. it wasn't trickles of snowflakes. it had completely snowed hardcore. & i started to cry because God had answered my prayer: to just see snow again. it made up for not being in new york, my home.

but then i felt myself waking up & i fought it. i didn't want to wake up. i wanted it all to be real. my house, my family, everything. i wanted it all to be real. 
but my eyes opened, & there i was, in my bed, sun shining through the blinds. my sister was asleep still, my mom had gone out, & my brother was either working or with his family.
i realized it was all just a dream. just a fairy tale dream that will probably never come true.



the hurting, the longing, the regret

it will never stop until i'm back home again