I have this weird habit of thinking
before I sleep into bliss.
But there is always a confusion,
something is always amiss.  

Is it better to think about the memories spent with HIM?
or
Is it better to think about the possibilities of future memories with him?
Eventually,  dichotomy takes it's toll.
and I sleep in deep oblivion.

When I wake up, I feel I dreamt about both of them.
*You see, I didn't sleep that night.