When dreams become reality...

It is funny how dreams can become reality. My concerns slap my in the face with " your thoughts do not make sense..stupid". I had certain reminder of a dream. I woke up out of a bed beside you. You were still sleeping. I had a concerned look in my eyes and my eyes began to make waterfalls. Why do you sleep at a time like this? I need your mind to be focused on what can be and what could happen in our future. DO you hear me? He began to continue sleeping. So you are just comfortable right? I am here worrying about what could happen. What could end...soon. I began pacing back and forth ...back and forth.. until I finally sat down beside you. I watched you sleep a little. I listened to your heartbeat. Your heart beats to its own drum. What are you a drummer boy now? Do you just march to your own rhythm? What about mine? Listen to the music in my heart.  Don't I sound... nice? I need your approval. He began to snore. I got frustrated and got up again and started to walk back and forth but this time ten times faster. I know you hear me! Am I the same woman you always expected me to be? Can I be easily replaced by another women? Am I just another beat to your drum? Another rhythm to your footsteps? Am I pencil to your paper? Used between your fingertips to make strokes in directions you control. If you for one second think I am controllable you got another thing coming. He turned over to his other side to get more comfortable. I can not be your everything. I can be something which is the only woman you love. I can not give you what you want but I can give you what you need. Your needs are my...priority. Now prioritize your heart into loving me  completely. Make your heart beat to my rhythm. Make your feet move my pace. Learn my ways as I have learned yours. Are you listening? He moved and got even more comfortable. Sometimes I think I am not enough but your lips tell me every time you kiss me that I am more than enough. Sorry, I am just a victim to my own thoughs. I am a woman. A complex, emotional being trying to prepare myself for something that will never happen. Worrying about things I can not control. Putting time in a waste basket with "spend it wisely". Living my mind "occupied" with possibilities. Possibility is a  real B, Not Karma. Possibilities leave you uncertained , karma just simply punches you in the stomach with your own actions. What goes around come back around but atleast I know what comes around when Karma approaches. Wake up. Are you talking to me? WAKE UP? You wake up! I am tired. I am tired of making concerns out of nowhere. I am tired of you sleeping and not sharing the cover. Share! Share your feelings. Share your heartbeat with me. Teach me how to...be more simplistic. Wake up. "Ugh, why you keep saying that ?! I am not sleeping! You are! You are sleeping on fact that I am talking to you, but you are not listening. I do not want you to learn how to fly. I do not want you to use you wings to travel away from me. Take me with you. no? you need space? Is two inches enough? Wake up. "Okayyyy! I will wake up. Your redundancy is working every nerve in my body. I envy how you can be emotionless. I envy how comfortable you are and how you do not fear about what tomorrow may bring. Bring your arm. Hold me. Bring your heart too. Love me. Bring your mind. Think of me. Bring your stomach. To stomach my complexity. Bring your eyes too. Look at me. What do you see?  Wake up.  I woke up and did not remember when I fell asleep. You were still beside me. Thank God it was only a dream.