Maybe in another time, everything would be better. All the weight of pain and hurt would disappear and walking beside me would be easy again. Your mind could retire from the unrelenting battles to realize the simplicity of beauty.

Maybe in another world, Enlightenment would find Forgiveness while trudging through all the fogs and shadows of doubt just to realize hindsight doesn't have to be the way. They can hold each other tightly and make it so.

Maybe in another existence, all these nightmares cloaked in despair would be a litmus for strength and resolve. They could be accepted and even embraced as a testament of the truth in this love.

Maybe in another dream, the breath will quicken and the heart will stir, giving way to paths overgrown. Silver footsteps leading through muddy ways, shall gleam more beautiful than before.

Days spent time traveling from one place to another. My thoughts are not in the present, but ever seeking to be in her presence. They drift in and out of reality as if they care nothing for others but only to feed the dreams. Can you be selfish in a dream? It is yours to experience after all. I regret to share her in reality so she is the lone star I worship in the universe I have made for us. They say dreams are suppressed desires, but I desire her openly."