Last night I had a dream.

I find myself on a mission for love.

the journey quickly leads to my death bed. 

Alone I would remain till the lights dim and the curtain is called.

Tears come so naturally now. They have always been weird to me. 

I left instructions for you not to know till I was gone.

I stare at the blurring hospital lights. Eyes won’t run dry.

Then a familiar hand rests on my face. Telling me its okay. 

They found a way.

I direct my stare towards that voice. 

You found me.  

Im awoken ever so suddenly to an empty space and a pillow thats soggy. 

As I lay here I swear I can still see your face. 

I live for the day you lay beside me again.

I lust for the moments where I get lost in your eyes.

I crave the weeks we lose in each other’s arms.

We talk and I feel you holding back.

Why is this so hard. I want nothing more then to beat this game. 

It’s obvious you feel the same. 

For now I wait patiently for that bright August day.