As I have said, I was broken and my dreams were dead. My life was worthless, life was pointless. All my dreams had died but now, one has been ressurected. One is now sure to be fulfilled. My dream to be with her. I can feel it. I saw it through the window. I saw a glimpse of the future. I saw her with someone, but he was not me. He was better than me. He was free, and he was happy and she loved him. I am not that man, but I will be. I must be. I will waste no more time. I will be better. I will become that man. Now I have left the window, I stand at the door and I knock. I can feel her presence on the other side. And when the door is opened, and if I am able to enter in, all of life will have been worth it. For this life, these dreams, they are poison. Dreams, they tell you you can, when all else tell you you can't. They make you want, they make you strive, they make you fight. When the world discourages you telling you you can't, they give you hope saying you really can. Sometimes they're wrong and the world is right. My dreams, I was wrong, about everything. I was wrong about it all, all my dreams, except this one. There really is hope for me, I really can do this. I must do this, not only for me but for her. She wants this and I cannot deny her. Finally I can contribute to the world. I can work to bring joy to the life of another because I know now that I cannot bring joy to my own. Now is my chance. And if I do this, I will prove to myself that these 19 years were not pointless, that I am worth something. Oh My Love, you have given me purpose. My world was tormented by endless night, but you have brought The Sun to this place to beat back the darkness. I hope to return the favor, my love.
And make this Dream Blossom into REALITY
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