The one who sees through my everyday façade, pushes me forward and gives me the courage to continue. That one special person I can count on no matter what, always looks out for me. The only one that truly knows my soul and can build me back together after crashing down. The one who can dismantle my being only to give me the courage to stand back and strengthen the backbone of my existence. It’s the one I look up to. He challenges me and brings out the better of me. The only one I can be truthful with. The one who suspends his judgment and listens to my every word. He allows me to be honest and get lost in pure fantasy.
Once again, here I go getting lost in the chatter of my mind I suddenly let go of my devotion to reality and get absorbed in the ecstasy of fantasy. I believe for the better but, quickly find myself drowning in a self made inferno. I fall to the ground almost losing it all. I reach out to him. I reach out and scream in agony. I sprint towards what seems to be his shadow far in the distance. I need him to get everything out of here. I seem to reach him as everything turns into mist and I find myself walking over a lake. Everything clears and under a beautiful clear sky I close my eyes and turn my head down as I become hopeless. As I open my eyes, I see him starring at me. Looking deep into my eyes almost touching my very own soul.
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