Woke up in the middle of the night and wrote this 6 days before the hurricane hit. Michelle was in Florida & the dream was about water, creepy...

I don’t want the feeling in my mouth any different then now. And im afraid of tall and dark. And somethings wrong with noah. And im dreaming strange dreams about michelle and all of it. Im scared of what I always forget when I wake up. And it feels like morning. 12:41 am. I like james here. And the taste in my mouth has never been so perfect. But im scared of something.