I woke from a dream
not knowing if it was real,
open my eyes to realise
I was dreaming the entire time.
I could say I regret
but life happened
and all you have are memories.
I have a telephone
but no one ever calls me,
I’m alone on this journey of life
and I’m looking for someone to show me
the direction to the the nearest exit.
I wake to a cold bed,
I’m stiff and freezing cold.
I’m alone in my bed
with dreams lingering,
do you remember me
because I was different then?
Now I am woke
ready to smash,
patiently waiting
but always a hopeless romantic
I eagerly wait for the next dream
and as soon as my head reaches the pillow
I’ll be far from here
in a fantasy.
Are you there
reading what I have to say?
I wish we could have been
more than friends
but now it’s not the same
and I am trying to be someone better
than I was those many years ago.
One last thing before I go:
I’m awake and hopeful.
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