please just read the poem along with the picture , then understand....


I'm so afraid to fall asleep
when the sun slips silently into its cloudy bed
and closes its tired eyes,
but I'm not afraid anymore
of the nightmares
I used to have
each time I blinked out the world.


It isn't nightmares
that keep me on the verge of LaLaLand
and awaiting the spreading glow
of sunrise's gentle hues;
instead,
my pupils burn and leak unplanned tears
whenever I think of allowing myself
to fall into fantasy
and run the risk of losing you
while I'm far away and dreaming.


I'm far from understanding
why it is
that reality is what gives me wings
when before,
reality meant nothing more
than another heartbreak
and a million tears shed for someone
who would never deserve the river,
but here I am,
awake in the comforts of my pillows,
not wanting to close my eyes
because real life has proven
to be better
than any fairytale I could dream of.


When you and I
first started dating,
I only expected the future
to hold another “hello goodbye lets lose each other” ending;
the past had shown me,
time and time again,
that love had a way of falling apart
and hearts were only made to be broken.


I feared,
from all the moments I'd been hurt before,
that fate would never let me live a love worth keeping.

But now,
our hearts have become in twined,
our fingers always find each other,
and the future I thought we'd wind up with
has crumbled beneath all the hopes
I stored away so long ago.

And I don't want
to fall asleep,
because the people in my dreams
are the people from my past,
and I no longer care for the memories I once made,
but instead,
I want to look out on the world
and watch the memories you and I will share together.

One year ago,
I was running for cover
as the road cracked beneath my feet
and the buildings fell around me;
now,
I've just started walking
and the path I'm following
shows no sign of breaking yet.

And I'm so afraid to close my eyes
and let myself stumble into SleepLand,
because I can't stand the thought
that destiny will shove itself back into the picture
and steal you from me
while I'm dreaming dreams of people
I never thought I'd get over
or be able to replace.

But you replaced the past
in such a lovely way,
that reality has become my favorite subject
and the fairytales I used to cry myself to sleep over
mean nothing but heartbreak to me these days.

I love you,
m'dear...
will you take the stars from your eyes
and place them in my universe,
even if for just a minute,
so that I might find a way to wish again?

Because if I could,
I'd wish to stay foralways awake,
for fantasy has swapped places with reality,
and the fairytale you've spun around me
will never be forgotten
to the worlds I used to cloak myself in.

I'm afraid to fall asleep,
my love,
but not because I'm scared of nightmares;
I'm afraid to close my eyes
and never dream of you