The dream synopsis snaps harshly and I awake full of jealousy and angst... Did she really ask me if it was ok to go sit alone on a moon bathed hillside with another, whom she has already mistakenly professed intrigue towards? Or have I simply awoken from a dream within a dream? The edge of that thought tears its way through my core as I turn over to see the silhouette of her beauty in the dim light of our love slumber cave.
I begin to realize the rhetorical existence of such emotions and the uselessness of entertaining the on goings in dreams, but yet the feeling won't subside. My heart weighs so heavy with the thought because the implications are unbearable in my soul. Could she love another as she has loved me? I believe the answer is no, so I turn over intending to return across that thin line of consciousness to the dreamland.
Newly inspired to continually show her the love I feel. I cannot determine the way she should feel about our love, only striving to be a better person daily will persuade her to stay enveloped in the warmth of our wrap. I will yearn for her and allow her to stay near me as long as she desires. I deeply hope that she does, until the very last ember of my fire has been extinguished....
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