I am learning to trust you and walk with you. I am learning to put faith in those things that you say even when I cant see them. I struggle. I really do. Somewhere along the way I taught myself to be independent to the point of disability. I am now unable to lean on you, though I know that I should. Help me.

I dream of love and all the things that have been spoken of, and that seem to be promised in your letters. I dream of Love, a gentle faithful love and yet still I doubt whether it could truly exist, for me. I dream of love, and when I dream I can't see my face so I cannot necessarily convince myself that I am meant to be a part of it. I struggle to breathe in this climate so suffocating so void of any of the things that I dream of. I dream of love and escape and hope and all the while when I dream I dont really belive it, because love is a foreign entity like ET, and I am not sure that I am a believer.


I hurt and when I hurt I dream, for escape, and I fail, always being drawn back to reality by alarm bells. The alarm bells in my head that tell me that its all a dream, wake up and that I must be outta my mind to believe that any of it could happen.

I dream of love and when I dream, I dream of you. Holding me up, when I fall, which is a frequent occurence. You talk to me when I am alone, and yet sometimes, you hide away, your reticent self, returning behind the veil, away from me. I dont understand this, so I lie down again to dream, because this world is too much for me. I dream and when I dream, when I dream I am happy.

Make my dreams come true.