Our Possibilities

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by NarniaSailor

by NarniaSailor

I dreamt of you last night.

You were the old self I remembered.

My family and best friends where there,

and it was complete bliss.

You truly make me happy.

You leaned in and kissed me,

our lips meeting once more.

The soft ones I remembered,

and then pulled me in for a hug.

Your 'Irish' scent- you called it- was lingering

and the memories overfilled and flooded.

I woke up crying,

wishing it was real.

Ever had those dreams?

Wanting that person back

with you

in your arms,

that would love you

no matter what size or shape you are.

Or in my case, how tall.

You're the one I miss.

I wish you were here.

I wish everything that could not simply be,

but I still wish.

I just dream for the day

that you're by my side once more,

but it's not going to happen.

You went your own way,

with your own plans.

You went your own way,

with your own possibilities.

I miss our possibilities.

Every single one.

I don't know why I posted this, but I had to vent. so. this is what happened. ramblings of stupidity.