Sometimes, things happen the way you’d seen them once in a dream,
Hazy, familiar, but too good, so good, to be true,
That’s what falling for you felt like.
Easy and terrifying and I looked up and you were everything I thought about,
I clung to you the way I do a reverie, just out of my reach,
Like I can still grasp and take as mine.
There had been others that came close, but never the way you have.
And that bothers me, because what does that say to my heart?
That she only wants and needs the things that electrify her,
Things that enticed and comfort and make her feel again,
Only to have them stripped and torn from her—a waking nightmare from a beautiful dream.
I am tired of this sorrowful fantasy, this reality that my mind invokes in the safety of the dark.
But my heart is learning, and she whispers these feelings when she thinks no one is listening.
Love…love, what a small word for something so powerful
A silly notion, that tries to encompass the depth of my feelings for this…for you, in a single word.
I can’t say the word, not yet, for that would give this feeling too much power over me,
So I write you these beautiful words, letting you decipher their meanings, never actually telling you my thoughts.
Here I am, laying it all out on the page before you.
So maybe one day this dream will become a song, with lyrics deep and tragic and just beautiful enough to crawl their way out on my dreams and into your heart.
A hymn to the person that makes me feel, that terrifies me and loves me the way I need.