“I dream about you every night. It's torture.""Why torture?""Because I wake up knowing I didn't actually touch you.”

“Sometimes, I think I have made you up just to torture myself- and there are other times that I know you must be real because I couldn't have dreamed such perfection.”

“I will not be tortured, I tear torture out of myself by torturing you!”

“I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you may ask? I do not know, but I feel it, and I am tortured.”

“That you can know what i have in me and still want me as much as i want you. i go to sleep every night afraid i'll wake up and you'll be gone.or that i scared you away ... that i dreamed you-" "no. Gideon." jesus he broke my heart every day. shattered me.”

“The secret is not to dream," she whispered. "The secret is to wake up. Waking up is harder. I have woken up and I am real. I know where I come from and I know where I'm going. You cannot fool me any more. Or touch me. Or anything that is mine.”