Dream.
It's
a place of warm and sweet embraces, one that brings fulfilled yearnings.
There,
it takes just one kick to knock me out because I'm no longer invincible, no
longer inhuman.
There,
nobody takes away the quiet peace that surrounds me.
There,
I'm happy.
Don't
dream of happiness, because it only drags you down into a deep pit of
longings, the hole of bottomless abyss named hope that always brings
disappointment and despair. You can never get out.
Dream
is for losers.
"...Max?"
Logan.
His
soft voice calls out for me.
Dream
is for losers.
But
I'm dreaming tonight.
