I had a weird dream about you last night.
I haven't been thinking about you since we parted our ways.
That was it for me and you.
But for some reason last night, I dreamt we held hands and that we were being very playful with each other, like we were lovers.
I asked you if you loved me and you said yes and both our faces lit up with smiles
I would expect a dream like this to be with A but it wasn't, it was with you.
I can't comprehend why it was you, but it was you.
I thought I moved on.
So what's all this, and why all this?
I don't know.
YOU ARE READING
Dancing With My Thoughts
PoetryPoetry to speak my mind and make people relate. And occasionally publish small poetry stories