I met a girl…
Skin so soft, attitude so rough, yet fragile and perfect.
Our insecurities met, cancelling each other’s out; safely wrapped in each other’s arms.
Love was inevitable; it was destined.
Not at first sight; at first touch.
Our souls connected as if the fabric of the very Universe was now complete.
Perfection together, destined to be forever as one, in a love so real…
Then I woke.
Heartbroken as reality sinks in.
Desperately clinging to the sleep; to my love, as she slips away…
Forever gone into the depths of lost reality that never was.
Eternally tethered to the fragments of a broken dream.