Dream On

by Jennifer Hartmann

Boys with expensive blue eyes, golden hair, and polished boots shouldn’t look so sad.

At the end of the day, I’m the tragic artist in our real-life show. And he’s the sparkling diamond.

I’m afraid I won’t wake up. Lex is afraid he will.

I’ll keep acting the part until I finally land my dream role: Peace.

And I knew then that sometimes the dreams we give up make way for dreams we never knew we wanted.”

And still, my heart had the audacity to believe it for a second time.

pain is easier to manage when it leaves a bruise.

“Everyone knows that all epic love stories start with llama socks.”

every writer knows the best stories begin with a girl.

The boy who thought he could conquer the world found himself buried under the weight of it.

“But I have two hands that will hold you forever, a voice that will sing to you until we take our last breaths, and eyes that will see you for all that you are, every day, every minute, just as you’ve seen me.”

Every terrible ending begins as just another day.

“Bookstore?” “Do you need more books?” “I don’t understand the question.”

This is what dreams are supposed to feel like, Lennox. They’re not something you fight for. They’re what finds you when you finally learn to let go and just be.