It is all in my head.

I know its a lot to expect but

why can’t you just be the man I imagine you to be?

In my deepest, darkest hours, you still shine through

But only in my dreams is it the you I want you to be.

Is that too much to ask?

The holding and passion is only a play,

playing us off each other.

Yet our connection, the deep and lasting one, remains in my mind only and

unfortunately,

I have gone there without you,

again.