@thaecos The story of this poem is a girl I dreamed of 2 times a year for 8-10 years between my age 24-34 maybe. Every dream we both remembered the last dream like it happened in that world less than a week ago. One time early in the sequence we were in a tropical forest and there was a boy who I met on a stone bridge over a calm river. He was her last boyfriend in my dream but he felt good about me when we spoke and he blessed me. In many dreams there is a simple boy who looks scary who goes with her as her body guard like a cousin. She knows he is sweet heart but everyone else thinks he is a thug. One time she came with me to a swing dance with the innocent souls and she tried to scare them and she embarrassed me the only time with how she played with people I recognized. The only dream where I forgot I knew her was a high school dream, and she came to me and was upset that I thought a boy named Francisco knew her better than she knew me.
I USED to be convinced it was a girl from high school named Martha who I don’t know how she acted because we were both quiet people. But watching Thaecos talk on Instagram makes me feel like the dream girl would make me feel... 💙💜❤️💚🧡
