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You are growing in my subconscious,

Slowly creeping to my consciousness.

You appear in my dreams

All strong, gracious and yet

Vulnerable.

You're holding yourself, steadfast

Yet I know that you're breaking apart.

Sitting, fidgeting, your brows furrowed

No one dares to reach in - 

Adrift. Invisible. Lost.

I walked up to you, unsure if you know me.

I'm inside my own dream after all.

I called your name and you looked at me

As if I am your salvation.

God, you are beautiful.

You held my hand, pulled me to the corner,

You spoke but I barely hear the words

Like someone has a remote control

Turning the volume down

To a mute.

I stood there, drowning in you.

You are unforgiving - and I don't mind.

After you've confided, I caught a little smile

And I let myself marinate in that happiness

For a while.

Annoying 'buzz'...it's 6:55am.

I woke up bedazzled, confused.

Snoozed, wanting, craving for more.

But I couldn't go back.

Truth is - I've always known where to find you.

P.S.

If we are a 'matching type' test for the Universe,

Can't the stars draw a line that connects

Your constellation to mine for eternity, already?