dream a little dream of me

So, here I am, speaking to what ought to be. I’ve thought about me. I’ve thought about you. I’ve thought about who I’ve always been. The way I get in my own way. My mind couldn’t help but go to you. The lover whose sound notes leave remnants of nostalgia from times before. I have found contentment that enwraps me in a billow of bliss. I hope the same clarity has soothed you. I build myself from within, brick by brick. Reclaiming the power that I was told was sacred. With every piece of me assembling, like the tides that hug the sediment, I see clearly now. The intimacy I uncover within is meant to match the love I am deserving of. A marriage to self comes before vows could ever leave your lips. My dreams are coming true now. I crystallized through these experiences to become the expression of a lifetime. Meeting you is gratifying as it is miraculous. How is it that I know a counterpart that is as infectious and profound as my inner self? In knowing myself, I know you. This life is truly a pleasure to have. Fate is always changing. As are we.