…

Again
I’d rather dream of you
As I fight sleep
Than rest and wake
knowing you’re forever gone.
 
Wakeful in this midnight hour I remember
The dream that was reality
Yes, those relived the most, my favorite dreams,
still wash ashore
They have scraped deep paths of memory in my brain.
So now,
For this microsecond moment
I am yours and you are mine
In my mind
I am happy
You’re at peace.
 
The memory passes
I arouse
from this waking dream
to resign myself to sleep
in the reality that you
Exist not
In my sphere
And never will
 
Heartbroken
I cry “goodnight”