Dreams are never this good
as we wake, from what felt real
this dream i am living
i wish to hold tight too
the grasp of love never ending, and unwinding reel of chains that fasten.
distance separates us
the chasm blocking what we have
the fear to fall when we jump, the fear of hating our selfs when we don't believe what is there.
words mean nothing in this when you are not here,
writing to a picture in my head, to a frame that holds our faces
i see you everyday, holding my hand, asking me to 'tell you something'
this is not a work of art or a master piece of poetry, its not intended for that, its just how i feel.
when i have to wait to see you, years fly in a second only for the time to pass and wait again.
when we hug i never want to let go. you jump on me, every time i laugh, your sarcastic smile that quickly turns into a look of pity when others say something,
your dancing. your hair and those beautiful brown eyes you hold.
its the way that nothing fazes you, simple and perfect in every way.
i cant wait for us to be, when we are one. until that day comes my heart is reserved for you. and you alone!
