a real dream.

the longer time stretches between us
the more it starts to feel
as if you never truly did exist
and our love was never real;
because you are perfect for me -
and with you gone, how can i know
that i had not all this time been dreaming
and only now woken up?;
but there - a message, a phone call -
your silky voice and your loving thoughts
they remind me once more
my dream is real, my dream is you.

his character {a description}

How can somebody like you exist? Someone whose goodness radiates to such an extent that even being in your shadow feels warm. You have no attachments to how people ought to be; therefore your perception and judgment of them is always accurate and fair. No mean word ever comes out of your mouth; and on the rare occasions you show your tough side, there must have been a particularly strong reason to do so. You strive to be reliable and trustworthy, and you hold yourself accountable to your own standards. Although approachable, warm and friendly, you are fiercely private. You do not seek approval or power, which is why you never abuse your role as leader. In fact, you lead by example, and would never reprimand someone if you could be accused of the same behaviour. You know when to be serious, and also when it is okay not to be too serious. You can talk but you can listen too. You always seem to have everything under control, I suppose because you also aim to be organised. You are polite and treat everyone respectfully no matter how old or young they are. You frequently express your gratitude, even for little or sometimes insignificant things. You are encouraging even to those who do not need encouragement anymore. You are so amazing, and yet so humble: you have so many talents and skills but you never boast about them or show off. You just do your thing like it’s the most normal ordinary thing when you are really quite extraordinary … And I – I love all these wonderful things about you. Sometimes I think you are too good to be true.

conversations.

you are speaking to me
of that much i'm aware
but behind your words
i feel like there's more:
as if you were addressing me
to communicate something other
than what you are telling me.
i respond mindlessly
with words that mean nothing
mirroring your language,
and hoping deep inside
you realise I'm addressing you
to communicate something other
than what i am telling you.
And so do we keep on speaking
not saying anything at all,
and yet saying everything
we both want each other to know ...
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