I dreamt of you last night.
You held my hand.
You caressed my cheeks.
You stared at me and I stared back.
We shared a kiss.
In my dream, it felt real.
You were real.
I felt your touch so tenderly.
I saw sincerity in your eyes, the windows of your pure soul.
I felt your sorrow in the way you kissed me.
In my dream, you were there...
There were only the two of us,
surrounded by blooming flowers in different pastel colors.
Butterflies were flying and spreading sparkles above us.
We were in paradise.
It was the only time I felt genuine happiness again...
If only that dream lasted forever.
By the time I woke up, gone were the blooming flowers, and
the butterflies...
It was only me, lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling.
Gone were the traces of you.
In my dream, you were there.
You were alive.
