I dreampt of him last night. It was intoxicating. I didnt want to wake up, because there I was safe, in his arms, loved, and wanted. He held my hand, protected me from the greatest danger, and then vowed to never leave me alone, or hurt me. Why now would such a dream of him come about?
The fact he can tell when I am not myself? He knows without talking to me that I am lost, and needing a light to guide me. How I miss his touch, and need to hear him whisper in my ear that he loves me. Why is it, the one thing I desire the most in the world, terrifies me?
I love you, I have always loved you from the moment we said hello. I need you in my life, for I am nothing without you. Take me by the hand and tell me it will be okay. Tell me that I am not lost, that I am just afraid, buy you are here to save me. Oh yes, save me from myself!