Future you

last night as I laid in bed sleeping
you came to visit me, you were older
I realized it was your future self 
because I could see it in your gaze as it held back the weeping

you were dressed in white, long hair, 
wearing a beautifully sad smile broken to pieces smile
that was held together by the struggles and tribulations of life and living borrowed 
a life that you knew you did not want 
a life that had been a series of additions and multiples of mistakes make and grief

You stared and laid next to me
you put your head on my chest and wept tears that were filled with regret
tears that were filled with mistakes gone by
tears that from my chest touched my heart and I felt an overwhelming need
the need to hold you and not say good bye

You told me I knew you, and better than anyone, and that still holds true in the future
You told me not to let you go, that the future of us and our family depended on me
You told me to fight  because true love only happens once

I replied that my heart wants to fight, my inner voice wants to fight,
but I told you that you're too stubborn and do not see the light,
I told you that you're past has made you comfortable in diversity and in pain
and that it would be hard even if true love came and laid down next to her and begged

You told me to fight, not to let go because she would regret staying 
and letting go of the one person that has shown her  friendship, respect, tenderness
and above all, the greatest love, you said to fight fight, please

Your tears flowed, as you got up, put on your broken beautifully sad smile, and said fight for us

Author's Note

This is one of my 2 am scribbles about a dream I had