Dreams and Nightmares
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the labyrinth characters.
Wish I did but you know the rules
I roll over in my bed letting the sheets tangle and twist upon my legs. They feel like they are pulling me down, I feel the shards and memories of hands on my body and the feeling of falling. I startle sitting up in bed again and the last thing I see before my eyes opening is the look within his eyes, the pain I can see as his world crumbled.
This is the nightmare I wake up from every night since I met him, I cant get him out of my mind I wake up in a cold sweat panting as though I've been running and it is always the same, it always ends with that look within his eyes. 'Please let the dreams take over again, please. Let the nightmares stop' I whisper to my self over and over. But they never stop that look from within his eyes haunts my days it haunts my nights and it hurts too much to remember the pain, but it seems that's all I have left from that trip, everything else within my bright world of color has lost its sheen its ability to grab me. All I want to do is take that pain from him; I want to make it go away but I don't know how.
I throw my legs over the edge of the bed and shake the covers free letting them fall to the floor, turning on the lights I sit in front of my vanity. I look into the mirror, and trace the dark circles under my eyes within the glass, and gaze into the sleepy blood shot eyes. How long has it been since I got a good nights sleep and was able to rest. It's been a month; a month with hardly any sleep, whenever I get to sleep all I can see is his face.
Is he trying to torment me is he trying to make me go though hell? Sometimes I wonder, but it all comes down to that look within his eyes and I have all my answers no he wouldn't want this. It's my own selfish fault I realize, I was walking though with my eyes closed and refused to open them when I needed to and now… now I have lost the man that holds my heart, the man that means more to me then the air I breath.
How could I have been so naïve, How could I have been so stupid, so unknowing, how come I couldn't just let go. I thought it was just a game, a game with winners and losers. But in this traitorous game nobody was told what the stakes were and we both walked out ruined, he lost the child, and I lost him, and he lost me.
I wonder if he ever thinks of me, if he ever remembers the looks that passed between us, if he ever thinks about the ball about how it felt to be so close to him. If he felt the emotions running because of that if that opened his eyes to a new world of emotion.
Gazing into the mirror again I watch as the tears run down my cheeks and I get up to lay back in bed. I curl up around a pillow tightly looking up at the ceiling letting the tears fall. Crying silently into the night I let sleep claim me again as one word dropped from my lips.
"Jareth"