As I lay in bed, I think.
What are you doing right now?
Are you thinking about me?
Do you feel the same way as I?
I grow flustered.
My endless thoughts and questions racing through my head.
I think of how much I want to be with you right now.
But as sleep comes, it is not you I dream of.
But it is someone different.
Someone who you aren't.
I try to wake myself.
I know I'm dreaming,
but as my dream becomes deeper,
there's no turning back.
A wave of anger and sadness flows over me,
erasing all my feelings and emotions,
but creating something deeper...