Being with you was a dream.
A dream with crazy thrills
and beautiful, brilliant, triumphs
that I fell in love with.
But a dream like that can't last forever
and as I began to wake up,
I was scared to let that dream fade away,
I didn't want the dream to end,
so I desperately tried to fall back asleep
hoping that the dream would continue
as if nothing happened,
even if just for a few moments.
But instead I lied on my bed alone
piecing together memories of the dream.
Eventually though I can sit up,
continue on with my life,
look back on the sweet dream and smile,
appreciating the happiness it caused me
and acknowledging the intangibility.