I fell in love with you in a dream…
You seemed so real.
A life without struggle or pain.
A life full of passion and joy.
You were not a person, not a man or a woman, you were a feeling…
A feeling of freedom.
I fell in love with you in a dream…
You were not a lover, you were not a kiss, or a hope for something to physically touch.
You were a feeling…
You were a breeze, a wind that lived within me.
You guided me like a breath.
Through each moment I found you were there to lead me through each path.
I fell in love with you in a dream…
You held my hand, like the gentle motion of a whisper through the air, guiding me to where I had always hoped to go.
You did not tell me things that I thought I wanted to hear, or show me fancy cars or promise me rings and material things…
You showed me how to let go of all that was in my way…
You lead me through each block in my mind and reminded me how to play.
You showed me I was necessary and that I had the key the entire time…
I fell in love with you in a dream…
It was a daydream, a night dream, an imaginary world, one which I never wanted to leave…
A dream of being free to feel and explore…
A dream of being me, without a thought of what anyone else would think of me or how I chose to be more.
You lead me down paths of mystery that I had always hoped to discover.
I fell in love with you in a dream…
Now I only hope that you may be real, for this is a dream that I could find much gratitude for.
-M.
