A Biased View

O beautiful stranger, Who are you? Where are you from, And how do you do? You invade my thoughts, Capture my dreams, I can't feel my mind, It's coming at the seams. I feel like I know you, From somewhere before, I've been waiting this long, For your knock on my door. Now that you're here, Sit awhile and stay, Don't leave tonight, Give it another day. Enjoy the sunlight, And the winds that blow, But please let me sleep, Some nights in a row. I don't mind not sleeping, As long as I see you, But when you're out of sight, Stay out of my dreams too. For in those dreams I enter a land, So beautiful and serene, I want to wake up and live, That surreal, outlandish dream. Either give me my dream, Forever to keep, Or give me the power, To forget the dream and sleep.

You walk away slowly, Disappear into the misty snow, The darkness swallows you, I can hardly see you now. I see a hundred thousand things, Instead of the ones I'm supposed to see, I don't know why but all of them, Have some of you and some of me. You swear it isn't the end, You swear it won't change, But I don't know why you only exist, In my diary, on every page. I see you everywhere I go, I see you in the stars, I see you in the water of the pool, I see you in my scars. There is no end to this I see, No end, none at all, Every time I stand I wait for it, That inevitable fall. Every time it all breaks apart, I'll sit and put it back, Because I'll never stop hoping that one day, You'll know you complete all I lack. I hope that we will sit, And talk and laugh and play, And life will suddenly be a blur, Of many a night and day. For a day shall come, When it will all be altered, These will all be milest