I had a strange dream last night. Everything was black and white.
My inner self transformed into another version of me and had taken me by the hand to a place I'd never seen.
I followed her like moth to a flame.
Hoping to gain some insight, some advice on my life.
But expectations are not a fair game.

It was there under the grey moon that she asked me in the most convincing unsure way...
Turning to me she said...

"Maybe you've already had your happiness, whats left to gain? Why are we always searching for something you're just not meant to have in this theoretical story?"

I looked up at the moon that looked as if it just turned twelve shades darker.

"If you believe that, if that were true then how do I explain this to my heart? That true loves just a game? A gimmic, a fate of magic we weren't meant to gain? Tell me, I'll listen to anything you have to say." I said softly.

But her gaze brought no answers.
They didn't reveal anything at all.

So I asked her again!
"Why tell me this?"
"Was this your plan all along?"
"To bring me here, to make me second guess, all that I have been through both present and future?"
"I can't believe true love is not out there, waiting for me, and that I'll never find it."
Or that it'll never find me."

It was like she knew more than she put on as she flashed a smile.
It warmed me with reassurance, but it was her eyes that said much more...
Never give up on love even when Your faced with your own self doubt.