Euphoria lifts, a sky so blue,
Dreams feel endless, vibrant, true.
Then comes the plunge, a silent ache,
A quiet storm you didn’t make.

Highs and lows, a pendulum swing,
Joy and sorrow, the gifts they bring.
You’re not the extremes that call your name,
You are the fire within the flame.

In the balance, you’ll find your peace,
Moments of calm, where fears release.
A soul so deep, both wild and wise,
A tapestry woven of lows and highs.

"They say dreams come true.
aren't nightmares dreams too?"
She said
"My biggest nightmare was when
  I dreamt of falling for you."
  He sighed
"Guess dreams do come true."

Words sometimes don't make much sense,
But linguistics is not my field of study.
Vividly and unusually. Picturesque.
Remember to stop drinking coffee and take a look around.

If every bee
Was limited to one flower
We wouldn't have pollination

How could you stand there and say
Forever and Always
To someone
You knew you didn't want
Now or ever?