I find myself longing for sleep.
I long for it because in my dreams is where we are never apart.
Where our love is never separate and I’m free to love you how I want.
In my dreams I can give you the world that you deserve.
In my dreams I can be the man you need me to be.
With my eyes closed, I see you for who you truly are.
I see every gentle flaw and every perfection which to me is absolutely perfect.
I see your desires and I see your dreams and I see the person within the beauty.
In my dreams, time stands still as I hold you until our hearts beat as one.
In my dreams I feel you until I’m in every one of the corners of your mind.
In my dreams you I am yours and you are mine.
I long for sleep because in my dreams is where you exist.
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Dreams
Tags: desire, dreams, loneliness, love, lust, need, sorrow, want
It is not the storm that we fear.
It is the aftermath of what remains.
The devastation and carnage left behind.
The worst of storms are the ones that no one else ever sees.
The ones that happen in our hearts and in our minds.
The ones that seem to last an eternity.
Ripping away at our confidence and tearing apart our hopes and dreams.
Leaving behind just a shadow of who we were.
Caused by love, fear, doubt, or hate.
These storms manage to wreck the foundation of what we believe.
But as with any storm, what is left behind is in the eye of the individual.
We can look around and see the debris of our lives scattered about.
We can fall to our knees and clutch the pieces to out chest and weep.
Or we can look up to a sky no longer filled with darkness and despair.
We can look to a sky of clarity and promise.
Those who will suffer through more storms in fear will be the ones who weep and those who defy the next storm and take the relentless beating with a smile are the ones who will turn to the sky.
Being the man of a woman’s dreams isn’t enough.
Someday she will awake and her dreams will have faded.
She needs a man that will be the one to help her achieve her goals after she’s woken and her dreams have faded.
That is the difference between a man that will love you through the night while you dream and the man that will be with you through life and catch you when you fall.
Every once in awhile I’m reminded as to who I am.
I’m reminded of who I was and who I’ve become.
I’m reminded of the dreams I once had.
The dreams that never came true, and the ones ripped away and the holes they left behind.

