Thoughts Intertwined

I dream of a place where I can be free. Free to express, free to feel, free to leave. I want to be where the dreams are, where things come alive and never sleep. I dream of a place where I am happy, not bored. Get me out of this place I'm in, I'm tired of not moving. Why can't you dream of these things too? I want you to want this, so that together we can make all these things come true. I know we would be great there together. You would love it there if you would let yourself be open. Come with me...I don't want to be without you.