X marks the spot...

There are no secrets in life. Just hidden truths that lie beneath the surface. Everyone hides who they are, at least some of the time. Sometimes you bury that part of yourself so deeply that you have to be reminded it's there at all. Then other times it's so blatantly obvious to everyone that there's no point trying to deny it. You just have to accept it for what it is and what it will never be...

I really wish I had a map or some sort of directions. It doesn't really matter where they lead, anywhere would be fine, as long as I get to go. I had a dream last night, about you. We were happy, I think. You looked at me with those eyes and you said: "Did you ever think we'd end up here?" I wanted to say so much but I couldn't. And you just kept looking. Now I wonder if it was really a dream or just a distant memory of what I let slip by...

Doing this gets harder everyday. There are times when I question the meaning of everything, but then I realise this is the only thing keeping me together. It isn't a lot, but it's enough. I don't need much, but I need something, anything to make it all seem worth it, even if for just a moment...