dreams and hopes and nightmares, oh my!

hope

I always hope that I will come back
and see you
then it turns into a nightmare
how? I ask myself every time

it starts as me walking into the high school campus
you sitting on a bench
I walk up to you and sit down
we strike up a conversation by saying 'hey how's life today?'
the answer is always the same 'same as always'
then we always always start to make it
like old times...
all of a sudden everyone is chasing us
then I start to scream
and you
will you just sit there
doing absolutely nothing...
I start to run away but they catch me
and they turn to cannibals

I never made it any further because I wake up with sweat pouring down my face

my explanation is that's how I feel when I broke up with you...
I must have made you felt alone, abandoned, or even dead..