Then again, does it matter?

Despite all the potential heartache, the maybes and the whys, the what ifs and the hypotheticals, despite all these doubts and questions that as yet remain unanswered, there is still a simple truth. There is still the two of us. There is still the bond that feel draws us closer each day, that connects me to you in ways that I can't explain. There is still that tether between us, that I feel pull taunt in my chest whenever you leave, and that I feel relax the next time I see your smile.

There are so many good things that I see in this. So much potential for us to shine like stars and burn like wildfire together. Some days I can almost feel my heart and soul reaching out, twining and curving itself around yours, seeking out the empty spaces and trying to fill them in with me. Some nights when I look up at the stars I hurt so much with this burning hungry fire inside me, and then you hold me and the pain seems to ease. You hold me and the icy shell I've put around me just melts away. For you I could become radiant, not just because you asked it of me, but because I would want to be, for both of us. It is not about the individual any more so much as the whole, the pair, the two that slowly become one in such subtle ways that its impossible to tell and even more difficult to show.

Perhaps I am fanciful and maybe even a romantic. Perhaps all of this is simply a dream that I have created in my head. Maybe I took you from my dream, made you real to only me, and breathed life into your ethereal body, creating around you, and for you, a world that I wished you to have. Perhaps when I leave the world that I have created will freeze as I left it until I can return again, to play in the magic that I have thus devised for the two of us and the two of us alone.

Then again, does it matter? Does it matter if you are merely a dream, since I am not the only one who sees the dream, since I have brought the dream to life and made it a reality? Does it matter? Isn't it possible that perhaps the dream I have created could truly exist, and even more possible that it could bring me the happiness so many dream of in this life? Maybe.

Then again, the what ifs, the hypotheticals, the possibles, and the maybes are the best part.