I Saw You In My Dream

If I could tell you how I feel,

I’d speak of wounds that never heal.

Of nights I’ve cried, of days I’ve missed,

The way you used to hold my wrist.

I’d whisper truths I never said,

Of dreams where you are not quite dead.

Where time rewinds and we begin,

Before the silence crept within.

You looked so different in my sleep,

Like memories I couldn't keep.

Your skin was kissed by sun and sea,

But still you felt like home to me.

You said you knew I’d come once more,

But I just stared, unsure, unsure.

I loved you once—perhaps I do,

But love alone can’t carry two.

You turned and vanished like a ghost,

While I stood clinging to the most—

The most of you I still recall,

The way you laughed, the way you'd fall.

And I was swept away again,

By strangers I could not call friends.

They drove me far, I begged, I pled,

But dreams don’t pause for words unsaid.

Now waking feels like holding air,

You’re gone, and yet you’re everywhere.

A part of me is still your own,

The part that breaks when I'm alone.

~rmc