I don't know if it was a good or bad day
I don't know what happened during it
I just remember the anxious feeling
Of wanting to call you
I remember it vividly
I was talking to someone
And I thought
"I need to call her"
So I reached into my pocket
Pulled out my phone
Dialed your number
And put it to my ear
And as it was ringing, I said out loud
"This is a dream, huh?"
Because if it wasn't, what I was doing
Would be impossible
And sure enough
I woke up
Laying down on my bed
And my phone to my ear
I checked to make sure it wasn't dialing
And had mixed feelings when I saw
That it wasn't
Imagine receiving a call
Early in the morning
And when you ask why
My response would be
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to
I was just dreaming about you"
YOU ARE READING
Beautiful Enough To Frame
PoetryTwo years in the making. Two years of my life put into words. There is nothing more left to say.
