The Mountain, You and I

I dreamt last night,

I was carrying you down

a mountain on my back

you clung to me like

a child playing piggyback

you told me how you missed

me and how you wished things

turned out differently

you said someday soon we

will drift back 

into each other's lives and

forget what separated

us in the first place

you said it as if

it were a fact

as if you were absolutely,

beyond a shadow of a 

doubt, certain that

it will happen

you were optimistic as

always, that's one of

the things I admired most

about you

I woke up this morning

wanting to tell you the

same exact things

you told me in my dream

but the I was silenced 

by shards of glass 

stuck in my throat

I was never the optimist,

you were