Dreams.
So happy.
That when you wake up your sad.
Dreams.
So intense.
That you wish it is real.
Dreams.
About you.
About friends.
About life.
About family.
You dream about your wishes.
And the sad thing is I don't even realize...
That I'm wishing for that except for in my dreams.
I thought I had moved on from wanting that.
Until I couldn't stop dreaming about it.
I thought I had let go of hoping for it.
Until last night...
Dreams.
Just Wishing.
Just Wanting.
You.