I reach for him, as best as I can, but it seems like I’m always two steps behind him.
He was out of reach and it was as if something just didn’t want us to be together.
But tonight, I’ll finally meet him and I’ll finally tell him how I feel. I’ll tell him about how I think we are made for each other. I’ll tell him about the way his eyes light up my heart.
I almost get excited at the thought.
“but tonight” I say
“tonight he’ll only exist in my dreams”