Close My Eyes When I Go To Bed And I Dream Of Angels Who Make Me Smile

I wish I could dream of things that make me smile. But you see, dreams are based in part by pieces of reality. But what if your reality is the thing that makes you want to close your eyes and shut out the world?

I wish that I could just make the perfect moment in time stand still. Because in the next couple of weeks, everything will change. I wish the next few weeks could stay forever.

But then again, I also wish the next few weeks would already be over. Because then I wouldn't have to deal with seeing things. Sight triggers too many damn things. Speech, for instance. And talking; well, it apparently doesn't actually SOLVE anything; but is never does much good.

Then how come all I wish right now is that I could curl up in his arms and never wake up?