I had that dream again last night.
Yes the one about you that made me cry.
It had very detailed emotional moments about you,
That lead up to the very moments before you died.
I woke up from it this morning, contemplating why I would dream of you with such visions,
Holding back my tears as I try to contain my conniptions.
I usually have them when I go to bed that night upset and out of place
And I feel God blesses me with visions of you in my sleep so that I wake in the morning as if I’m in your warm embrace.
I laid in bed early today still having thoughts of that dream.
Playing with my brain like a yoyo wondering what those symbolisms you were giving off were suppose to mean.
Now halfway through my routine, daydreaming about you I cannot forget.
That it was forgiveness you were trying to teach me in my dream last night.
A priceless gift you have given me in my present life, even after your sun has set.
