Rough Draft - These Are Merely Ideas. And thoughts. And Feelings.

You're my definition of God. It ain't got anything to do with your appearance or our current link, but with the idealized one, with the one I've been planning/dreaming for our future. It's got to do with the lazy mornings, rolling over the bed, waiting until it's 12 a.m. to meet our friends; not yours, no mine, but, ours. I've been dreaming of a shared life, full of me in you and even fuller of you in me. I've been dreaming of the days we'll be part of each other, the daily routine, the mistakes, the laughters, the tears, the family reunions, the plans, the body, the heart. I've been dreaming of this for so long that my hopes are gone, but the dream remains. Maybe someday I'll be able to dream of it with someone else. But, so far, I can't see myself happy with anyone else but you.