Reality or Imaginary

Dreams have always seemed so real to us, as if nothing is wrong at all ... But when we awake from our trans we really see that it was only a dream.

You’re gone, you left, and you said you’re never coming back. 

You throw me a coin that says “#1.”   You told me you thought I was the best, “but no I see I was blind, you’re no more than the others, if anything you’re less.”  I yell at you, “don’t leave me baby, I love you so much, and I’ll try I swear”.  It’s too late you say, I gave you a chance, you turn away and run away.  “I’m sorry babe I didn’t mean to, I love you more than anything else, don’t leave me now”, but it’s too late, you’re out of site, and I don’t see you now.  I fall to my knees and I begin to cry, I scream your name and pray you return.  “Why did you go? What did I do?” I tried as hard as I could, but it wasn’t enough.  “You’re all that I’ve got,” I screamed to the silence, but no answer, no sound, just me and myself.  But then I wake, and I turn to my side, I see your face and smile a smile.  I reach out my arms, and give you a squeeze, I told you I missed you and asked you not to leave.  You told me of course, “I said never I meant it, I love you so much babe, what’s the matter?”  “I love you too baby, and nothing anymore, I’m just fine, and I’m glad you promised.”