Dream Life

                                             I believe in trusting myself, When they all say I am wrong, I believe in hiding my pain, And always staying strong, I believe the ones you trust, Are the ones that tear you down, I believe that always smiling, Makes you forget the need to frown, I believe in the little things, The flowers and the breeze, I believe the weakest people, Are ones that beg upon their knees, I believe that broken trust, Is the reason there is hate, I believe in perfect timing, Never early, never late, I believe in many things, And the reason that I do, Is if I believe something, Maybe it'll believe in me too.

                                           I love him and he loves me. We spend every moment together. When sleep parts us, we often meet in our dreams. I like to take naps throughout the day. Like a cat, he says. He is a cat person. He thinks my eyes are beautiful and strange. He has never seen eyes like mine up close before. He says they look at him with daggers when he has done something wrong. Like when he forgets to order olives on my half of the pizza. He thinks I am especially cute when angry. We argue over whose turn it is to put the dvd in the player. Sometimes no one wins and we end up watching bad TV. Which is never really a bad thing. He never imagined he would be with someone like me. But now he says , he can't imagine himself with anyone else.