Poetic Vibes

My Dream

I had dreamt about you recently.
You were sitting in that ugly brown leather chair your grandma had got you for Christmas and you were smiling.
I dreamt that we had that Harry Potter marathon like we always planned.
You were leaned back in your chair as I sat on the floor, in between your legs.
I dreamt that your arms wrapped around me smoothly as you picked me up off the floor.
You held me against you when that sad part came on, knowing I always cried while watching it.
I had dreamt of your smell as my face buried into the crook of you neck.
You smelt like the ocean.
I ran my left hand through your bushy blonde hair and then I looked up into your beautiful green eyes and noticed the color was starting to fade away.
The eyes that I've grown to love were slowly losing their color.
Your blond hair was starting to fall out, leaving a mess on the chair.
The weird thing was, you just kept smiling.
You smiled as you faded from underneath me.
I looked so afraid and so confused.
All I could think was "why?" and "what does all this mean?".
You were opening up your mouth to speak to me.
I had dreamt of your husky voice as you whispered "everything is going to be okay.".
In that moment in my dream, I had never felt more okay.
I now understood and I was fine.
I wasn't necessarily fine with the fact that you were leaving because that's just it, you're not leaving.
You're going home now.
How could I not be fine with that?
You weren't in any pain anymore, you are happy now.
You're home.