Dreams

Another dream

came upon

my soul

In the middle of the night

Or was it morning?

I saw myself

Sitting in a room

Was I there?

Or was I watching?

Dreams are hard to comprehend

Then I saw my first love

He brought out pictures that I drew

of him

He realized that I was

In love with him

I was not embarrassed but rather told him the truth

“Yes, I was in love with you”

Comfortable we were but

I blinked and my dream ended

I never drew any pictures

those were figments of imagination

to love

But I was infatuated

those were figments of reality

Now I am left confused

Why did my past love visit me in my dreams?

My dreams can predict the future

That much is true

So

Why did my past love visit me in my dreams?

Dreams are hard to understand

 

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