I dreamed of you, last night, you
kissed me lightly on the lips when I said goodbye to you and
was about to give you to someone else
but as you're able to read my mind you
kissed me again
and then I woke up

you see,
dreams
don't come true
they're just on repeat in my inner theatre

I looked at pictures today, I
reminded myself of little things you said
sun streaks on my shoulder and you laughing at my silly jokes

I felt a kiss in my sleep thinking it
might come from someone else
but
in reality I'm just
lying here
alone
with
memories
of
you