don't wake me i plan on sinking in.

she opened his e-mails with anticipation,

her heart was beating loudly.
she cherished these times with him, 

even though he lived so far away.
he was there chasing his dreams, 

dreams that were slowly turning into her,
and she was here chasing her passions, 

that were naturally turning into him.
she opened these letters like an artist would open a can of paint for the first time,
layed out before a canvas.
she opened it slowly, careful not to let anything drip out,
and began to use the paint to apply to her own canvas.
with his paint, 

she created the most beautiful pictures in her heart and in her mind.
she read on, 

sinking more and more into the wonderful ocean that he had spilled out for her. 

she was swimming in his love, and then he handed her the anchor.

she was ready to sink all the way in.
as she sank, she thought of how lucky that she was,
to be the first human being to breathe underwater.
you see, he gave this to her.
he gave her the ability to do things that she never would have thought possible.
he helped her to see that she could sink all the way to the bottom, 

and not drown,
but breathe in the depths of the waters.
to be able to truly appreciate a part of the world that no one else would ever see.