Sometimes
I close my eyes
and open them again
to see no difference

Then I wonder
which part of my day
is more painful to bear
the sleeping or the waking?

When I sleep, I dream
I dream of nightmares
of my past
and of you

When I wake up, I think
there's nothing to do but think
of what I'm doing with my life
and of you.

Now that I think about it
I can no longer tell the difference
between sleeping and waking
for it has always been about you.