Moments in between my nothings...

Just to wonder about something,
Absent of anything to make me wonder,
Leaves me in a ballad of big nothing,
Could I ever love her?
The clarity of such beauty,
Appearing through the most vivid of dreams,
Leads me nowhere in particular,
Yet drawn to this ground in between.
I awoke with almighty vigour,
A feeling absent of any doubt,
These moments in between my nothings,
For now im without.
Yet I'll save all my thoughts for you,
For this future is not forseen,
Longing for that ballad of big nothing,
Longing for that most vivid of dreams.