Our Love Floats Upon A Dream

It seems I have found the love of my life. The one I have longed for, dreamed of. Actually, dreaming of him is all I am able to do, simply because I am different. I am a dream wanderer, traveling without my control. Living life in and out of the dream world, constantly being taken from life`s true moments, is all I`ve ever known. My soul mate is trapped in a world I am only occasionally a part of. But the time will come when I must decide between my two lives. My decision is clear. Continue living in the, "real world," constantly trying to forget, or trust the one I love and roam a place I only partially know? Life or true love?