I slept last night

Sleeping is sleeping The visions that come to you are to be determined by you of if they are dreams or not.

I brought you lilies and jelly bellies. 

I massaged your back and rubbed your feet. 

You whispered in my ear how grateful you were 

You said "Don't ever be done with me. 

Our Love became a cycle wash, rinse, and repeat. 

And I told you that my intentions were never to let this end. 

I promised you I would never change.

I rubbed your stomach while you were cramping. 

I rubbed your hands as we watched an blank TV.

I felt your hair caress my face, I still feel the warmth of your cheek.

I wrapped my arms around you reassuring you that I will always be there for you even if you couldn't be there for me.

Because at the time you couldn't understand How much Loving you was just a dream.

Waking up was moving on not to anyone else but moving on to the preparation of the next time we would meet.

But now these memories are in my mind and they won't go away from me.

So when my eyes are closed

I see me bring the lilies and jelly bellies.

I see my hands rubbing your back and I see my hands wrapped around your feet.

Everything is the same but the words...You whisper to me.

The gentle warmth of your breath is the same.

I can feel it in my sleep.

But I can tell that the words have changed as I feel the warmth roll down my cheek.

My reaction didn't change but I can feel my eyes get weak.

All I know is I woke up last night the same night I went to sleep.

The picture was painted with the same brush strokes as Beautiful as can be.

But I don't know how to call it, was it a Nightmare or a Dream

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading