Here you are again, wandering my dreams,
Doors opening as others close it seems.
Did you pick this setting or was it me?
I can't remember, don't care honestly.
The settings never mattered, just back drops,
And the others are always merely props.
You always standout, because you're like me,
In that moment we exist completely.
Looking in your eyes, staring at your soul,
Together complete, separate still whole.
All of these adventures feel like a game,
Wearing many faces, called many names.
The journeys proceed, wherever we flow,
When we meet again, remember that I know.
The thing you can't hide that will always be,
Is how it feels when you lock eyes with me.