Here. We used to sleep. Here we dreamt the same thing. The way you'd softly talk in your sleep made me smile. I couldn't imagine a more beautiful creature then you.
You saved me from myself, forgave my actions and fixed my life.
Who in their right mind would want to wake from this dream?
There, on the finale night. You slept soundly. Your breath shortening with every second that flies by us. I hated this feeling. No. I dreaded it. This dream was all I could ever ask for, the complete happy life I've wished for. And key thing keeping this dream together is slipping away from me.
I don't go up there anymore. Alot of the time I lay in your bed snoring day in, day out. I always locked the door so I don't get woken up.
I don't ever want to open my eyes and never see you again. It's my personal hell for that time.
I love you, please come back..