How do I tell you the truth? I love you.
You’re my soul, my heartbeat, the breath I can
never capture. You’re forever and what
Comes after. But we never speak. We don’t
know each other in the ways we should. It’s
Just a fantasy, a daydream to get
Through the doldrums of this daily life. So
What now? Do I speak? Do I hear the words
That I’ve imagined time and time over?
Or do I dream tomorrow again?