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When I was asked what I wished for, I never knew how to answer. There were simple answers I could have chosen from;
"My mother's long life."
"To do work I love."
"Someday fall in love."
"To travel the world."
Simple answers, not the least complicated. But to lie especially to myself, I was always a coward to consider even that.
I wonder now, what is it that I exactly wish for…
To be in a moment before falling asleep, aware of where I'm going so when I enter the land of dreams, I don't only catch them but I release them from my thoughts.
Because...
I fall in love with these dreams and I wake up, I'm altered I want to always be with these dreams but they are…
These dreams aren't taken pictures,
They are built up thoughts
Alive only when I'm unaware
When I come around, they are
Like memories of someone I should know
Yet feels so much, I can't call her me.
What then is my wish? I'm not lost but wish to be so I wouldn't remember.
"To travel the world."
"Someday fall in love."
"My mother's long life."
Simple answers, not the least complicated.