Description: 2nd in series, Chris confesses his love for Stephanie to himself. (This is written to Marc Anthony’s song “When I Dream at Night”)
When I Dream at Night Here I am, it’s 2am, I’m here in my hotel room and I can’t sleep. I never thought I would be bored enough to start a journal, let alone one that I would express my feelings in. I guess putting them in a journal is as good as it going get at this hour. Where should I begin, well, I guess I can say that I think I am in love with someone that, quit honestly, would dance on my grave if given the chance. Her name is Stephanie McMahon, McMahon Helmsly to be exact. Helmsly, that bastard doesn’t realize how lucky he is to have such a beautiful woman by his side. The way he treats her, one of theses days I am going to beat some sense into that Ass Clown, maybe then he’ll appreciate her. She needs a man to respect her for her mind and her soul, not just her body and power. Power is all he wants, well, that and her body. Quit a nice body might I add. Anyway, like I said I am in love with her. I know I should tell her, but she hates me.
I have been in love and been alone I have traveled over many miles to find a home there's that little place inside of me that I never thought could take control of everything but now I just spend all my time with anyone who makes me feel the way she does
I have had my heart broken several times, so a part of me I guess is scared of being rejected by her. It’s so hard to meet someone and fall in love in this business. We travel 297 days in the year, we rarely get much free time and we don’t stay in one city for more then 2 days. I’ve tried dating, no one is good enough, no one is as good as Stephanie. This “Love” that I feel for Stephanie is taking control of my life. I can’t sleep, eat, I can’t even wrestle without thinking of her. I try so hard, but I see her everyday. I think about her when she’s not around, when she is around, it takes all my strength to not go over to her, grab up in my arms and kiss her and tell her I love her.
'Cause I only feel alive when I dream at night even though she's not real it's all right 'cause I only feel alive when I dream at night every move she makes holds my eyes and I fall for her every time
When I do sleep, I dream of her. In my dreams we are happy and together. I hold her, kiss her, love her for what I would hope, eternity. I feel so wonderful in these dreams. For a few minutes when I wake up I feel content and warm in the knowledge that I love this beautiful women and she loves me. Then I realize, that the love, is one sided and I am alone hugging the damn pillow. This one dream I have been have quit often is were I am alone in what seemed to be a bar or club. I notice this woman across the room. Long brown hair, legs to die for, and the most breath taking emerald green eyes I have ever seen in my life. I watch her as she moves towards me. Slowly she moves, gazing seductively into my eyes, every time I fall deep, deep in love with this goddess.
I’ve so many things I want to say I’ll be ready when the perfect moment comes my way I had never known what's right for me till the night she opened up my heart and set it free but now I just spend all my time with anyone who makes me feel the way she does
There is so much I wanna say to her. How much I love her, want her, what I love about her. As soon as that moment comes I will take her into my arms and say those words that my heart has been screaming since that first time I kissed her soft lips, I love you Stephanie McMahon. For know, my dreams will keep my love for her alive.
Now I just spend all my time with anyone who makes me feel the way she does
When I am not thinking and dreaming of her, I find things out about her. Things she likes and dislikes, I want to know, so that I can make her happy. I want to treat her as a queen, how she should be treated.
'Cause I only feel alive when I dream at night even though she's not real it's all right 'cause I only feel alive when I dream at night every move she makes holds my eyes and I fall for her every time
Well it’s 3 am now; I should try to sleep some more. We have a flight to catch this morning. She will be joining us. I guess I should try being nice to her, maybe she come around and want to be at least friends. Then I can tell her I love her. I know it will take a long while, but I can wait. For her, I would wait forever; after all I do have my dreams to keep me alive.
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