i want to wake up and find it all has been a bad dream.
hear the alarm in the morning,
and wake up to find him next to me.
but then there's reality.
and when the fog of dreamland finally clears,
and i realize i'm still by myself,
i know that chances are
Romeo is out there somewhere...
wishing the same exact thing.
so each time I lay my head to rest,
I pray that God can bless us both with a bit of a fairy tale
for our dreams, that is.
because the pain of facing reality in the daylight
is so worth the glimpse of our love story during the night.