October 14th, 2009
Recall, In a Dream
He was there. He is there.
In my backyard.
I know he was, but in a dream.
In a far away type of place, that I won't be able to reach, in a reality that goes through distance and time.
I remember him being there, in that dream.
I remember the reaction, the way I felt.
It was all so real. So stupid, but real.
I was so trapped, I didn't realize until after.
I let disappointment hit me like a brick.
Let reality hit me even harder.
But it was a dream.
And it wasn't real.
And it won't ever be,
no matter how nice, or convenient,
no matter how addicted you are,
to that false feeling of hope.
It was a dream, but I still think about it,
and I still have to remind myself,
that it was just a dream.
I won't ever have that again,
It won't ever actually happen.
You should know by now,
that life is a stagnant,
as your dreams are exciting.
In a way, they make up for that loss,
and in a way, they bring only more pain,
for the release is only temporary,
and you can't ever have it back again.
And I wanted it to be real,
I thought it could have been,
but when you wake up,
you know there's no way.
It will only happen,
in a dream.