Sometimes I stay awake at night and my thoughts won’t let me sleep. Sometimes I am asleep during the day and my thoghts won’t open the door to reality. Sometimes I imagine my life otherwise. Sometimes I love my life just like it is.
And sometimes I am quiet and I start to dream.
I got everything I need, but I am still dreaming of something. It is a thing money can’t buy. It is a thing, no friend is able to give me. It is a thing you have to wish for… and sometimes I pray. I long for it during the day when I see those other couples in love. I long for it during nighttime when I fall asleep alone. I long fot it when I feel lonely being among a crowd of people.
And sometimes I pray.
It’s just a dream. The biggest one I have.
There are a lot of dreams. Like driving with the husky sleds. Like having a new kitchen so that I perhaps find the joy to cook. Like having my old best friend back. Like laughing on the floor with my sister remembering old times.
And then sometimes I pray. Because nothing will ever feel complete without my Ray.