I dreamt of you again like many other nights.
But this time the dream felt too real.
God, how I wished that it was.
The faint smell of your scent, so fimilar to my senses.
That sound of your voice, was such a relief to my nerves.
God that smile of yours shattered my heart once again.
Oh those lips of yours that drew me to tears.
But at last I woke gasping in the with eyes wondering and searching for you.
My heart once again happened to long for yours.
When you spoke in the dream, you believed that I have hatred towards you.
I admit at a time I did loathe you for what you had done,
but I no longer have it anymore.
I like to believe I have let you go, but I fear I still hold a piece of you.
I have not thought of you in some time.
And I wonder why this dream came upon me.
My only theory is maybe it was you thiking of me this time.