Why are you all that I can’t have?
Why are you the only one I really care about,
why are you measuring up to my expectations,
why are you who you are in this world where I exist,
when you know that reality will catch up with us one day.
We are like a dream, you say;
a fantasy, not ready for the gods to see,
where time is our only enemy,
but isn’t time the oldest everlasting threat in the universe?
Not even those gods can keep us apart.
We can beat time and reality,
for reality is just a thought.
it is what u presume reality to be that is true,
because we are reality and we do not wake up from the dream,
but we wake up in the dream.
And what we dream is true,
in a world where time does not exist,
and you are truly mine