On an Uncomfortably More Personal Note...

I wish I could keep my mind void of thought as I sleep. It seems, however, that no matter how close I come to succeeding, your presence persistently permeates my dreams. Maybe I should be more appreciative of this time, as it presents vividly everything I could desire. The feelings evoked during these dreams are so much greater than words could ever describe. The most talented of artists could not depict accurately the euphoria I experience during this brief time we are united. The most ingenious composer would be baffled and frustrated just at the thought of finding a combination of chords that would even come close to mimicking the songs burst through the seams of my being when you are with me during the most intimate time of my existence.

Regardless of how much joy you bring to my dreams, when I awake I am haunted constantly by these visions of love that are not mutually present in my conscious reality. Just as none could express the happiness I feel during our nightly meetings, the same holds true for the angst and repression I feel throughout my consciousness. I spend my days searching for an escape from my emotions, but when I submit myself to the unconscious, I am quickly reminded that my heart and soul are hopeless slaves to your divinity.

To put it layman's terms, and for those who only read emoticons:

Sleeping=Aaah! =D

Awake=..... ugh.... =S D= >:@ ='(