I had another dream about you
and I really thought we were through
but you keep coming back in the night
sending me visions alight
and I’ve been trying to forget you
never looked at your picture,
never intended to call,
but in the early morning you come back
and I’m reliving it all
it’s hard to admit I wanted you so badly
but we couldn’t agree on what we wanted
so I begin to accept that things happen as intended
the universe shifts
and it hurts to even love you from afar
so I’ll learn to let your memory drift
till it’s nothing but a passing thought
a shooting star
by: R.J.