I Dreamed Last Night of You.

Finally,
a dream come true.
wanting forever, feeling like I've never.
Being touched by you,
by your hands.
So endearing,
how pleasant feeling.
The touch.
The magical touch.
So I feel, but is it real?

Dream, or not to dream?

Somehow, even though it's exciting to entertain the idea of love, I feel that it's of no use. It may be because my life, at the very moment, is in fact, boring, and so I am resorting to an alternate world. A world of wonderous imagination. But what is wrong with that? It's great to keep the mind entertained. But it is very important not to expect anything from it. If you do, you will most probably get heart-broken. Since life, in its all, both, goodness and badness, doesn't fulfill dreams of ours. It's up to us to make it a reality. And, if there is no possible way for it to come true, it doesn't mean that the imagination has to end.