Of all nights, the other 364, I could’ve probably found a way to stay there you. At the moment, that’s all that I wanted. But that morning, yesterday, I had to get up. You don’t need to know the ‘why’ right now. But I want to share with you what I felt.
It’s not the first time I’ve dreamed about you, of course. But this was different. I love you. And I know I lose. With you, I always have and I always will. But last night, in my sleep, after a lot of struggle, I finally won. Winner, loser, titles don’t matter to me. I just want you. I touched your leg, it felt so real. There was a smile on my face from ear to ear, I was so happy. And I still am, because you are the only thing/person I want in life, and for a brief moment, we were together. But I really did have to get up, and when I did I realized it wasn’t real. But also, more importantly, it doesn’t matter, I’m fighting to the end, this is what I believe in, you and I and the way I love you. You won’t know now, and maybe never will, but I’d rather die losing this battle than live to fight again knowing I didn’t give everything to be with my true soulmate. Like I said, I know I lose. And that’s ok. But I have to try.