I had a dream,
We were sitting side by side.
I was crying.
You wanted to hold my hand.
But I shook my head and said,
"No, you're not mine anymore."

In the dream,
You took my hand
And you whispered in my ear,
"But I could be again."

That's how I knew it was a dream.
Those simple words clued me in.
Because you're not mine.
And you don't want to be.