I see you in my dreams. You are that little silhouette in the dark. Yet you are also the bright figure in the light. And although I always see you, you are always unknown.
I never fail to ask for your name, in order to search for you in the real world perhaps. But you always, always say, “Tomorrow. Tomorrow, dearest. Always tomorrow.” Ever so gently, you brush my hair with your hand and kiss me on the lips. That’s when I know you’ll leave me. That’s when I know I’ll wake up.
Sometimes I wake up near tears. Most times, there is that bittersweet smile on my face. I know I’ll see you again tonight. I just have to get by the day not knowing you.
The only thing that makes me survive is that I know, someday, I’ll be the princess and you’ll be my prince. And when that day comes, the light will be striking us both. By that day, I’ll see your face and you’ll tell me, “Tomorrow is here, my dearest. It’s time you know my name.”
Until then, I’m waiting for the spotlight.

(End)

30 July 2009