feelings that are fleeting
words that suggest nothing
yet my subconscious mind says otherwise

dreams of you flying
and of me falling
shatter the moment I open my eyes

yet you continue to invade the most intimate parts of my mind

alluding to fairytale endings
to fireflies twinkling
to hands intertwining
to feelings that are lasting
and words that mean something

if dreams remain dreams
how come you’re still flying
and I’m still falling?