"Didn't you ever have a dream?" The disbelief echoes.
I think. The words vibrate deep inside.
What to say? Silence.
Yes, I had a dream.
I had a dream that one day we would be.
But that was ruined before we even met.
I dreamed of you; every hour, every night of the week, every chance I got.
But you disappeared when my eyes opened.
I hoped and waited.
We danced in my head to imaginary scenes
Perfect tangos and professional waltzes.
I dreamed one day it would all work out.
It never will.
I dreamed of a lot of things.
Things that won't come true.
They are shattered dreams now.
Tears threaten to come.
But I have too much pride for that.
I cock my head sadly to the side.
"Alright. It's true. I had a dream."
He looks to me with aching, prying eyes.
Expecting me to open up
Just because I never do.
"But now I'm awake."
The lines of "Didn't you ever have a dream?" and "But now I'm awake" are from the film Carlito's Way. And those lines in particular really struck me and inspired this poem.