The Dream I Never Dreamt

In all the words, in all the ways, in all the days, I lie awake.
I dream of you, I smell your scent, I dream and find my secrets to vent.

I find your touch, we kiss and break, we hold and let go, we see and become absent.

We talk and then we're silent.

You speak, and then ignore.

You look for me, I wait for you. You wait for me.

The pull of love, the exchange, the growth, the roots, becoming, ending.

The pulse quickening, slowing.

The heart break approaching, waiting.
Falling apart, replaying.

Tears, suffocating.
Everything you ever said, every moment we ever had has now bursted...

With all the numbness that is left, the emptiness, the loneliness.
My feelings have been disguised.

We were never real, were we?
I swear it just feels like a dream.

Stangers

You were becoming something to me.

We were becoming apart. Of each other.

Becoming one.

And then you said it. So loud.

And I fell off the swing.

Into the ocean.

Into the waves.

And now we are apart.

And now we have become, nothing.