When you sleep,
I study you
And for that brief moment, you are exactly what I imagine you to be.
You can be the perfect character that I cook up in my mind when I’m lonely, and the REAL you is nowhere to be found.
You can be the knight in shining armor, sent to rescue me.
For a split second, you’re a blank canvas- a bare page for me to put this ink to.
Then, you wake up…
And I’m smacked with the reality of it all
I’m sucker punched with the fact that you weren’t made only to catch me. You were made with your own flaws, so sometimes I must gather you when YOU fall.
You are my mirror. So, the view may not always be pretty. But the reflection will always be truth.
In all honesty, you’re not perfect, but just right for me. Challenging me, stretching my thoughts, grounding me, rooted in my well-being.
You surpass the prince of my childhood dreams
So, rise, king…