“I’m in love with you,” he says in a dream “I won’t leave you again,” he whispers in a haze “I’ve always cared,” he breathes in a fantasy “This time it’s real,” he mumbles as I slowly slip away And I’ll stare down at my pillow And cry Because I lost him once again
I can’t stop having dreams about a boy I miss. I feel so safe with him until I wake up and feel the pain of losing him all over again. I want those dreams to be real and everlasting.