I just woke up from a dream.
You pushed me off a cliff.
I think it was my subconscious telling me
there were some unanswered questions.
Beating a dead horse is no ones cup of tea.
But my brain hurts
(as it often does)
and I don't think I changed throughout.
You were special to me,
and I to you.
I guess I never understood it.
Maybe it's not for me to understand.
I don't want you to resent me.
I also don't want you pushing me off any more cliffs.