I think I like sleeping. And no, its not one of those "I want to sleep forever" type of thing because there is so much more life I need to discover, but right now all I want to do is sleep.
I am happy in my dreams because he's there. I act like I don't know why, but I know...it's hard to admit.
I want to be there with him right now as I type this because everything else seems so lifeless. I am happy there because in real life, it is nothing.
Reality him is trash; my dream him doesn't exist out here. I really wished he did. I was getting close to admit to liking him...but I changed my mind, I'd rather sleep.