yesterday i dreamed about you.i dreamed that nothing changed.that you never went without telling me.
that you were the same person as when we met,that i still called you on friday nights.
your picture started to fade away,i tried to hold it,to remember your face.i promise i really tried.but now that your gone ,everything changed,your not the same and there is no "we" anymore.
there is just me ,alone ,waiting for you knowing well that you will never come out of that door again.so i cry every friday night ,trying to remember what your touch feels like.
and i sit alone writing you this letter.
eberybody is looking at me ,they just dont know what it feels like to die day after day,to lose the reason you woke up every morning and slept happily at night.
why i am still here if your not next to me?
Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 4:31 PM UTC
yesterday i dreamed about you.i dreamed that nothing changed.that you never went without telling me.
that you were the same person as when we met,that i still called you on friday nights.
your picture started to fade away,i tried to hold it,to remember your face.i promise i really tried.but now that your gone ,everything changed,your not the same and there is no "we" anymore.
there is just me ,alone ,waiting for you knowing well that you will never come out of that door again.so i cry every friday night ,trying to remember what your touch feels like.
and i sit alone writing you this letter.
eberybody is looking at me ,they just dont know what it feels like to die day after day,to lose the reason you woke up every morning and slept happily at night.
why i am still here if your not next to me?
check out my firts and second poemes:"octobers pain" and"a daydream"
