I held you once.
Like the most precious thing in my life, I held you knowing I would never let go.
I held you close to my heart, so close you became its beat. Your warmth made me never feel cold, having you close made me feel safe and our love… It made me dream. Dream of the things I had never dared, of futures I believed belonged to fairy tale, of loves most spent their lives hoping for. You were my dream.
I held you so strongly, knowing everything you were to me, knowing I belonged there, to your side, knowing you were my only one. And just as I thought I could stay in that dream forever, you began slipping away. You started pulling away and no matter what I did or how hard I tried, you simply slipped through my fingers, like trying to hold on to water… Like trying to hold on to a dream that I was never meant to dream, a life I was never meant to have…
The most beautiful dream I’ve had is one I’ll never reach.