i’ve never had a dream that doesn’t include you in some way. some nights you’re my hero, and some nights you’re my foe. some nights i hate you, others i acquire at least a begrudging respect. but that’s a lie; where by lie i mean defensive mechanism. there are not words for how close to you i feel, nor are there are numbers for how much i’d throw away to be with you. i don’t know why i need you; i only know that i do. i don’t know how i love you; i only know that i can.
if a path could be paved with melodies you’d sing me there. and i’d follow it straight.