I see you groping for the door. 

Leaning your graceful face my way in apprehension. You want me to run to you. To take your hand in mine and speak of a beauty that can only exist between us. 

I apologize. 

For naivety, for my uncouth emotions, for anger, and all the rest. You hold me close, and we kiss with such unbelievable passion. 

And then you wake up.

I see you staring out the window. 

Looking at your past and my absence in it. I see the starlight twinkle in your eyes as these images pass before you. A sad smile sets upon your face, and you look to me. With longing in your eyes. 

You see the truth of today and the torments that will no longer be your tomorrow. No loneliness. Just US. You think of all the happiness laid before your feet. The places we will travel together.

And then you wake up.

I see you stumbling into bed late this night. You clumsily check beside you and make sure my spot is taken. Your hands travel treacherously, groping almost as if looking for a hidden treasure. Returning home only after you have your reward. You cuddled up in your spot and warmed your skin next to mine. Now you can find peaceful dreams of what we will be.

And then you wake up.

I have watched you. 

I have watched you hope, hunger, and hasten for me. 

Yet, I never see myself in those damned dreams of yours. 

Forgive me for my frankness. 

I just woke up.

April 2013