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Our Dreams

I saw you in my sleep last night. I held your head close to my chest, your beard burrowing in my shirt, your smile rubbing against the cotton. In my arms you were safe, in my arms you were mine. I woke up oddly at peace. Perhaps it was because I got to hold you. Perhaps because I know I have to let you go.

I dreamt about you last night, I remember sleeping holding your hand over my heart and it sort of eased my breathing, your soft hands calming my raging heart. Within your arms I certainly felt yours, didn’t want to be anyone else’s. I woke up searching for you, even though the dream made me smile, I wish we didn’t have to let go of each other.

I can’t forget that dream of you, of us, of one last time we held each other. As days go back, I will forget the last of your touches though in dreams they have always been. To let go of what was moves us forward. To let go of what could’ve been liberates us.

The dream is all we had now, it seems, for there’s not gonna be another time we can hold on to each other, when the world looks meek to us. To try and let go is only gonna bring me back to what it was, to what it could have been, and remorse is now all I feel.

To let you go is all I can do to set us free from the misery of memory.

To try and forget you is now all that can do and nothing helps.

Maybe time will prove us wrong and bring us back into each other’s arms.

Or perhaps all this while it’s been time making fools of us yet again.

I’ve let you go but should time makes us cross paths once again, perhaps I’ll open my arms out to you again.

I shall then hope, for the time to be on our side, perhaps when it actually is, I’ll finally be home.

– Stardust and Fragments