I'll dream that I had talked with you,

And then wonder why

You don't remember our conversations.

I've dreamed you

Texted me at night,

And known that it was true,

And looked for the texts in the morning,

And there's not been a peep from you.

And now I'm wondering if you even exist,

Or if I dreamed you up along the way,

In a time of my life that seemed like night to me,

And now you've disappeared 

As day approaches.

Oh Spectre of the Night!

If you are real, show yourself to me.

I may scream, though I know

You're just a vision.

I may cry, missing you,

Though I know you're just a dream.

-jenn