The truth is, you were worth my every effort, thought and action.
From day one, I’ve dreamt of seeing you beyond our uniform-bound meetings, compulsory shared lessons and common lunch breaks. I’ve fantasized beyond after-school study sessions, weekend study “dates” and holiday meet ups. I wanted more, so much more than you expected me to want, so much more than you were aware I wanted, so much more than what you were willing to give.
More. The higher your expectations, the greater your fall. Countless times, I’ve told myself to never raise my expectations beyond levels my heart can afford to lose, and countless times, those were expectations I had developed for you. I wanted you, I wanted you in ways so profound I began challenging the very reason why I even wanted you. I wanted you even before it was morally correct to want you, I wanted you even before I was aware I wanted you, and now I am liberated of all moral burdens and gained full consciousness of my awareness, I want you to extents I cannot comprehend of myself.
You are no longer the last thing I think of before I sleep, and the first when I wake up, because you penetrate all the way into my dreams. You hover above my wildest dreams, tempting me to reach for you despite all my scars and you disappear in a wisp of smoke just when I touch you. You challenge the fantasy of my dreams by drawing the line ridiculously close to reality, and so surreal it is in my dreams that it seemingly happens in reality.
You take my breath away, and then you rain on my parade.
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