I use to dream about a time in my life where the world would reward me for all the good I tried to do. I kept my chin up and kept hope alive that even in the darkest of days I would one day have an answer to why I am so alone. I was always told that good guys finish last, and I was a shining example of that; always taking people with the worst dealt hands I could find and providing them with a stepping stone out of the pit which was their lives. I had never known that by doing so, someday a person strong enough with the one thing I was missing could find me, and pull me out of my own pit, the pit called loneliness. I’ve had issues and things to hold me back in my life, I’ve had troubles and fears, I couldn’t imagine even trying to compile the fears; but there is no need at all anymore. For being who I am, has brought me you, my perfect dream come true.

And as the days goes by,

No reason to ever ask why,

For the happy days are here,

Shaping my vision crystal clear,

I know what’s in my heart,

A key which shall never depart,

The path which has imbued,

Each thought to forever include,

The light you’ve brought to me,

And the beautiful smile I see,

Each time I look in your eyes,

The wonderful surprise,

It simply all began,

Simply being who I am,

In return it has brought me you,

My perfect dream come true.