As soon as yesterday

He sleeps. I am wide awake (now). I spend each day trying to will him into my dreams. I know eventually he will make a re-appearance, but the impatience that cloaks my heart in iniquity, wants him as soon as yesterday.

Was he perfect? No. Was our love perfected? Indeed. When all was said and done, we had come full circle, entertaining one another as we had on day one.

Life hands individuals so many lemons, and eventually you get tired of making lemonade. We decided to take the lemons of life and create apple cider. We smiled knowingly at one another when people ask how do we do it.

This is the love I dream of. This is the love I long for. This is the love I hope for.

And I see it in my dreams, even though now I am wide awake. I spend each day hoping to make this dream come true.

Eventually it will, as soon as yesterday.