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It's 4AM
It’s 4AM and my dreams have forced me awake as they have every day this week. This morning is stranger than most, the dreams that waken me are still with me. I see her face, her beautiful smiling face, looking back at me. I wake, my lips extended in the act of kissing, somehow feeling her lips brushing mine as we embrace. But, she’s not there and maybe will not ever be. My heart falls, my dreams have failed me once again. They have conjured a false feeling of her presence, a poltergeist kissing me when I want the reality. If only I could hold her again, if only I could touch her. If only she would hold me in the middle of the night, my pleasant dreams would no longer wake me, but allow me to sink deeper into her arms. I miss her. At 4AM, I miss her the most.0 Comments
Copyright: 2009-11-28 18:49:45