I hate dreams
All the bad ones
But especially the good ones
The good ones wherein you and I,
You and I,
Are happy.
I hate how those dreams
Make me feel
Like there’s a chance
Between you and I,
When really,
There’s just none.
I hate how in those dreams
I can laugh my heart out
I can say how much I love you
And you’d be saying it back
Because after that one great adventure
With you,
I wake up
And it’s just me
And my empty inbox
That used to be filled with the surge of your words
Another regular day of trying
Trying and trying and trying
To finally say
That I’ve moved on;
That I’m over it
Early in the morning
But instead of opening my eyes
I force them shut,
Turn off the world
Because maybe,
Just maybe,
I could dream again
And there I would find,
You and I
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC
I hate dreams
All the bad ones
But especially the good ones
The good ones wherein you and I,
You and I,
Are happy.
I hate how those dreams
Make me feel
Like there’s a chance
Between you and I,
When really,
There’s just none.
I hate how in those dreams
I can laugh my heart out
I can say how much I love you
And you’d be saying it back
Because after that one great adventure
With you,
I wake up
And it’s just me
And my empty inbox
That used to be filled with the surge of your words
Another regular day of trying
Trying and trying and trying
To finally say
That I’ve moved on;
That I’m over it
Early in the morning
But instead of opening my eyes
I force them shut,
Turn off the world
Because maybe,
Just maybe,
I could dream again
And there I would find,
You and I
