What Dreams Are Made Of..

You became apart of me so quickly it caught me by surprise.
To have someone you've been waiting for walk into your life so unexpectedly.
I try and remember.
What was it about you I found so interesting. so fascinating?
A familiar bookstore.
A shy tall polite man said "Hello".
A pleasant smile.
A girl with a Beatles bag.
Who knew all these things would lead to now.
I was so interested in getting to know you.
Wanting to understand what it was about you that made you tick.
What was it that you wanted most out of life?
He said to pursue my dream, while I am young enough to have the courage in me to try.
He was 33 and a dreamer.
She was 27 and looking for something anything to inspire her again.
Inspire her to dream, to believe in magic.
Tea, conversations of god and the universe.
was this fate? Was this coincidence?
Was this just an accident?

I remembered him as we departed that day.
I remember being excited. Anticipating when we would meet again.
What would it be like?
Would I see you again?
As my mind filled with these doubts I got a text.
A transmission of the universe communicating with me.
You have a beautiful smile.
Here was this man so polite so gentle telling me he enjoyed our evening too.

What happened to me?

He mentioned that he had a show the next wednesday of that week.
So I went. I didn't know what quite to expect so I brought some friends.
I heard him sing.
It surprised me.
Here is this man I can so clearly see, trying to express his soul.
his music.
His views of the world.
He fustrations with life.
Born to bleed.
was he signing about me?
Did he know our paths would meet?

How can this be. i thought to myself.
How can this be.

After he greeted me with egerness. Delighted that I had come to see him.
To hear him. To get to know him.
Spend more time with him.

We laugh.
We walked.
we talked.
Breakfast at 1am.
He walked me back to my car.
He kissed my cheek.
And the smell of him so sweet lingered in the air in my car ride home.
I thought what is that smell?
What is it.
Intosicating.
sandalwood of all things.
Musk. Sweet scent, mixed with lavendar.

I loved him. I hardly knew him. But I loved him.
I wanted more. i needed more.
I was looking for more.
And was this it?
Was he it for me???????
Was this what I have been waiting for?

I saw you once.
I saw who you where.
I saw what dreams you had... and I believed in you.
I had faith in you.
I had faith in the posibilities that lied before us. this. Whatever it was.

time.
we both had left such and impression on eachother.
This yearning was there I had never felt before.
Words echanged.

You have stayed true to your words 2 years past.
You have never left me down.
You have never let me down.
YOU HAVE NEVER LET ME DOWN.

I have.
I stoped believingin the dreams.
I stopped believeing in the dreams.
for if we don't have dreams, we give into our fear.

I see that now.
I see that now.

You never stopped believing.
Show me how to have blind faith.
tell me i am wrong.
loving you was the best thing I will ever do.
inspire me to grow again.