where dreams exist

i will meet you there
between spaces and comas
and stretched ink across false words
with pencil scribbles here and there
amongst colourful highlights across
feelings that you felt through
the darkest nights and suffocating weep
when you are broken by life
as you hide away from the face
of the world

i will meet you there
where dreams exist
and i exist for you
even for a while
and i will tell you
that everything will be fine
even though
i will be gone
by the time i finish it