You do not hear my whispers, maybe you do not want to listen, but I can not shout. I do not want to disturb your dreams; I exist only inside them.
There.you are the only one who loves me for who I really am. In that fragile dream, I feel like the person I have always wanted to be, and you are the dream that I have always kept safe.
But living in a dream is futile, in dreams we no longer have to dream, but reality lurks behind each turn waiting for the opportunity to wake us up.
So I will just keep whispering your name until you turn towards me and let me escape, if even for a fleeting moment, into your world. - A London minute #alondonminute