It's lovely to be in a dream that feels so real. you're where u want to be. who you truly are. nothing is impossible. then life knocks on your door and the dream just shatters like glass.

the dream might never happen again and maybe that's what life wants. sometimes I dream that I'll go to the beach.

I'll go and take off my shirt for the first time after top surgery and I'll get to feel the wind. the wind would wrap around my body almost as if to say, 'finally you're here, you are finally here.'

me getting to be me. the dream that shatters too easily.