Laying in my bed at night
I dream of an amazing sight
You're in my arms, I hold you tight
I'll never let go of this wonderful night.
I hold you close, I pull you in
My hands gently caress your skin
I look into yor eyes and see
What you really mean to me
Then I think, will you stay?
And be with me another day?
As complicated as this may seem
You must recall, it's just a dream
Now, this is a dream I want to come true
But I must admit, it's up to you.
-HTC
This poem was actually written with someone in mind, but not neccessarily for them. Now, it's sort of the story of my life. I dream and hope and aspire...but the choice is up to someone else. Most of the time, they don't even know that the choice is there to make, so they either don't make it, or they choose in their head and don't know it. I'm a dreamer, a big dreamer.