i could see it happening, i was not awake, i was not asleep. i could tell i'm not asleep because i could hear my friends talking and playin' in the room. of course, i wasn't sober, but i'm pretty sure i wasn't awake either. i could see i'm watching from above, i could see myself laying on the couch, with closed eyes. i couldn't see my face, i could tell i'm breathless, i could tell i'm dreaming ... and i was in my dream, watching myself dreaming ... and then it happened.
there was this man, sitting on the table. there was his wife by the window watching the street. i didn't see the street, i could hear cars moving, and i know it was in tehran, and i don't know why i know all this. the man was so confused, he was sssoooo confused, perplexed, baffled, broken and bewildered. he couldn't sit, he couldn't look for more than two seconds at one spot, his eyes were all running all over the place searching for a way out ... and the woman, she was quiet, calm and ... lost. then he suddenly stands up from his chair, walks in that room, mumbles with himself a few words, goes to the woman, takes her hand brings her behind the table and they sit in front of each other.
"come with me, .. please", the man urges the woman. her head is downward looking at the table with her hands on the table. she says nothing. "please, please, ... please ... just BE with me, ...", the man is almost pleading .. and she's still silent. i could tell she wants that man, she wants to be with him, but there is something in between that i can't understand. she stares deep in his eyes and says: " stay, if you wanna stay, and if you want me to stay", and the man moving his head, and his pupils running in his eyes, is like beseaching: "i can't .. i've to go, i've to leave, i've to go .. i can't .. i've to go ...". and she's like asking "why don't you leave me, why don't you just go away? why don't you let me go ... why why why" ...
i've seen this, i know i've seen this, i swear i've seen this and when i was watching all these scenes in my dream, i could tell what's to happen next, and it was exactly like what it always happened in my mind, he stated knocking his head to the table shouting "because i love you, and i love you and i love you and i love you ..." and she's crying and trying to stop him, and she can't and he's crying that he loves her and he's to leave and she doesn't want to leave and he doesn't know what to do, and he has to leave and he can't give her up and and and ...
i don't know what's this all about, i saw this once again, i think the first time it might've been a scene in a movie, but now i'm not sure anymore. it's just like one of those moments that you are waiting for them, everybody is so familiar as if you can tell what they are feeling, but you don't know them at all. you feel you've seen this before but it's just not possible. and then you open your eyes, and you again see yourself watching yourself down on the couch, asleep. and you can't understand what the hack all this mean; dreaming yourself dreaming something you feel you know it, but .... i don't know.
then i go asleep in my dream, and i don't know what's happening next. i just wake up, take my cell phone, and call that number.
there was this man, sitting on the table. there was his wife by the window watching the street. i didn't see the street, i could hear cars moving, and i know it was in tehran, and i don't know why i know all this. the man was so confused, he was sssoooo confused, perplexed, baffled, broken and bewildered. he couldn't sit, he couldn't look for more than two seconds at one spot, his eyes were all running all over the place searching for a way out ... and the woman, she was quiet, calm and ... lost. then he suddenly stands up from his chair, walks in that room, mumbles with himself a few words, goes to the woman, takes her hand brings her behind the table and they sit in front of each other.
"come with me, .. please", the man urges the woman. her head is downward looking at the table with her hands on the table. she says nothing. "please, please, ... please ... just BE with me, ...", the man is almost pleading .. and she's still silent. i could tell she wants that man, she wants to be with him, but there is something in between that i can't understand. she stares deep in his eyes and says: " stay, if you wanna stay, and if you want me to stay", and the man moving his head, and his pupils running in his eyes, is like beseaching: "i can't .. i've to go, i've to leave, i've to go .. i can't .. i've to go ...". and she's like asking "why don't you leave me, why don't you just go away? why don't you let me go ... why why why" ...
i've seen this, i know i've seen this, i swear i've seen this and when i was watching all these scenes in my dream, i could tell what's to happen next, and it was exactly like what it always happened in my mind, he stated knocking his head to the table shouting "because i love you, and i love you and i love you and i love you ..." and she's crying and trying to stop him, and she can't and he's crying that he loves her and he's to leave and she doesn't want to leave and he doesn't know what to do, and he has to leave and he can't give her up and and and ...
i don't know what's this all about, i saw this once again, i think the first time it might've been a scene in a movie, but now i'm not sure anymore. it's just like one of those moments that you are waiting for them, everybody is so familiar as if you can tell what they are feeling, but you don't know them at all. you feel you've seen this before but it's just not possible. and then you open your eyes, and you again see yourself watching yourself down on the couch, asleep. and you can't understand what the hack all this mean; dreaming yourself dreaming something you feel you know it, but .... i don't know.
then i go asleep in my dream, and i don't know what's happening next. i just wake up, take my cell phone, and call that number.