Dreamers

I miss the days with you but I don't regret leaving those behind. Because when dreams turn into nightmares. It is no longer love. It is misery. You are alone. There is them, and then there is you.

Dreamers

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Are you a dreamer?

I was a dreamer once.

My dreams were so vivid and real.

Until they weren’t.

I dreamt of a house.

Filled with music and laughter.

Candle-lit nights.

Something that should be shared.

Something that means everything.

Because what’s the point of having everything?

If it cannot be shared?

With someone else.

Would you please..

Spare me indignity.

Because it’s falling apart.

Now that nothing is new.

We went from small talks.

To nights filled with love.

Back to small talks.

But then nothing was new.

Your dreams overshadowed my own.

I wanted to share them with you.

At first.

But you couldn’t share them.

You tried to erase yourself.

I don’t mean to be selfish.

But you needed me to be selfish.

Otherwise you wouldn’t be here anymore.

You were a dreamer.

Once.

You lost them as you grew older.

I wish you would have let me help you.

That way we could both be alone.

Together.

Why couldn’t you trust me?

Why couldn’t you care enough?

I waited for you.

Night after night.

Only silence.

Nothing new.

You came back.

I pushed you away.

You can’t just disappear.

That is not okay.

I’m sorry I cared.

You drained me.

Now would you please..

Spare me some decency.

Are you a dreamer?

I like to think of myself as the dream.

I never said it was a good one.

I was the nightmare.

I can’t hang onto anything.

Any relationship I have is doomed to fail.

And it’s not entirely my fault.

I’m sorry for that.

I want to be hugged.

But I cannot let people touch me.

Repeats of old dreams.

Nightmares.

I wanted to be a dreamer.

More than anything.

But a dream means nothing.

Because I have no one to share that with.

I’ll lose myself among the nightmares.

The ones about you.

I’ll never be the same.

From that one night.

I dreamed that I loved you.

Author's Note

Are you a dreamer? Or are you the nightmare?

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

You have wept your feelings onto the page, my friend. But you can't take the blame for everything or that other person's inability to stay true.. and neither should you blame yourself when you've obviously felt and cared so much. Your love and sadness is more than obvious: perhaps is time to turn away and think of yourself in a better and kinder light. You have tried so hard. Comes a time surely, when you let go and breathe quietly, deeply.. and when you can - smile. Sad words but somehow beautiful and worthy of self-respect.

'I’m sorry I cared.
You drained me.
Now would you please..
Spare me some decency.
Are you a dreamer?
I like to think of myself as the dream.
I never said it was a good one.
I was the nightmare.'

You're being hard of yourself.. let that feeling, those feelings go.. please.

[Ennay]

Thank you.