I Can't

But I had to be sure.

I left my house, and I ran. I ran to your house. I ran to where you were. I banged on the door so hard. I knew it was early, and I didn’t know what I would say if your parents answered, but I didn’t care.

I didn’t care.

You answered. You stood there with a concerned look on your face. You were there. I had you right there. I told you what happened. I thought you would think I was crazy, but you didn’t. You understood.

I love you for that. I love you for being so much of me, that I dream of you. God, I wish I wasn’t so afraid of my sleeping mind. But every time it happens, I remember how much I love you. I remember how scared I would be if you weren’t with me.

Don’t ever leave me, okay? I can’t have it be real. I can’t.

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