Each Morning

My dream is to find love.
I hope to wake up each morning
in the arms of someone who cares
about me as deeply as I do for them.
Someone who isn't embarrassed or hesitant
to feel hopelessly devoted to me,
who will hug me
and kiss me,
and mean it.
My nightmare is to meet loneliness.
I fear waking up each morning
in the arms of a cold feeling
that drags me to despair,
losing me in a sea of discouragement.
Where people don't see me
or touch me
or kiss me,
and mean it.