Written by tara caribou

Dreams

Last night I dreamt you came home

I opened my eyes

The bed was empty

You weren’t there

Damn you, dreams

Building up false hope

Reality is where I need to live

——     ——     ——

Dream state: you’re home

Reality: I’m alone

Dream state: you’re cuddled up beside me

Reality: it’s cold

Dream state: you’ll never go again

Reality…. sucks

——     ——     ——

Maybe dreams aren’t so bad

Perhaps I can close my eyes

Just a little longer

Time will pass swiftly

You’ll be home again

And my arms won’t ache

For that’s where you’ll be once more

4 thoughts on “Dreams”

  1. I think the longing, the hurt and the love that pours out of some that feel so much is like combustion. Or maybe an implosion? You put all of yourself, in your writing. Thank you for sharing it. I’m empathetic to your words.

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