Dreams

When I was younger, before everything changed. I used to dream all the time. I dreamed and I wished, and I hoped and I prayed, all day and all night.

I could never find anything to do with myself, I am mostly uselss. But every day and every night my head was filled with the one, singular desire. Its silly I know, but more than anything I wanted to be whisked away to another world, where adventure, magic, and friends awaited me.

I would wish so hard, with all my heart it was the only thing I desired.

And yet now. Now is the first time in years I have had this dream. this hope.

I wonder when it all changed? when I finally found something in this world that made me wish I would stay. when my dreams of those other world involved returning.

Probably when I finally found someone worth returning to.

Life was so much easier when I had no one. Caring for others is the worst.