A dream is what she had,
If that is what you would call it.
Her ex lover was there
And they looked different.
They seemed carefree.
But when she saw them it was as if
The skies became cloudy
In their eyes.
As if the joy was gone
And so was the love.
It was all but a dream,
Yes?
But yet,
The pain and sorrow she felt in that dream,
That nightmare,
Was real.
And so she awoke with pain in her chest
And tears in her eyes,
Yet she still pushes herself
To go in the right direction.
Or what she hopes
To be the right direction.
She knows her love
For her ex lover
Is there inside.
It has not faded
Nor wavered
As they are always on her mind
And in her heart.
She feels that they will always be
The one she cries about
At 3 am in the morning.
Ne'er has she been like this
For anyone else.
For this time,
This time,
She gave her heart completely.
And all that was left
Was a dreamer and dream.
