When I close my eyes it’s a different world. The things I love are always there, always within reach.
Reality is a bitter awakening sometimes because of this. Not having her here, not being able to touch her or kiss her. It’s a constant reminder of where I’d rather be, and the opportunities I missed.
In my dreams she comes to me.
If I could stay in dream I’d always see.
Such a beautiful vision she is always.
To see her, I find myself in bed for days.
In my head she’s always there.
With my eyes closed she holds my stare.
Such a heavenly sight within my mind.
I close my eyes and it’s her I find.
In my thought she’s always present.
Within my dreams I know where she went.
Such a perfect view when I’m in dream.
She is ever-present there it would seem.
In my dreams we’re together in verse.
Real life without her is my curse.