Drifting Thoughts

In My Dreams

I wish we had a relationship as good as the one we have in my dreams. Because there you laugh at all of my jokes, yes all of them. There we fight and we make up and we laugh about it as we let go of the anger, like a balloon it drifts away never to be seen again. In my dreams you hug me everytime you see me, and we talk for hours like we did when we were young. In my dreams your mom likes me. In my dreams when I say I love you, you say it back. In my dreams when I come home your still there.