I met someone in my dreams once. I knew I fell in love with him and he was never ever going to fall for me. Cut to reality ... I saw the same man standing at a distance, he held love and care, unfortunately some pain too... I just saw him and I already knew I was in love with him, even before I met him. He crept on me slowly and steadily... noticing and ignoring, I came close, realising his love took me over... I don't want to be sad anymore, but without him, sadness engulfs me. He teaches me to close my eyes and find him next to me. only if he knew, I never want him with my eyes closed, I want him in my arms instead with my eyes wide open...