Dreaming Awake

Holding hands
Walking along the water
Sand squishing between our toes

Tide, slowly coming up
Brushing our feet
Cool, calming

My stomach
Is full of anxious
Butterflies, like springtime

My head not knowing
What to think
Craziness

Love
Filling the air
Surrounding us

Surrounding the world
And everyone who
Breathes

We sit down
He leans in slowly
But then all of the sudden 

He stops moving
My eyelids 
Flutter

And 
Then all
I see is blackness



Slowly my eyes open
And I see out
The window

In his apartment
What happened???
Did that really happen?

I have to wake him
Had to have been 
A dream

I shake him
His eyes open slowly
"Hello..." he says quietly

I look at him carefully
Then he speaks
In a whisper

"Did you have
Fun at the beach last night?"
Then he sits and stares at me

WAIT IT WASN'T A DREAM?!!!
I'd feel stupid asking him
So I keep quiet

Then I realize
He is waiting for an answer
So I suck in a deep deep breath

"Wasn't that a dream?" I whisper keeping my eyes on him
He laughs, "Well it might've been, I mean
It seemed a little to good to be true."

I think for a moment
"Well what happened then?
I guess I woke up before my happy ending..."

He laughs, so deeply and richly
"Well it was a happy ending...
Wasn't it..."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Devonshire Avatar
February 28, 2009 at 1:56 PM
Jen, wonderful story. Sometimes we have trouble understanding whether our dreams were actually real. It happens to me quite often. I'm glad your dream has a "happy ending." Love, Carolyn
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February 28, 2009 at 8:37 AM
alchoholism is a disease that takes our lives and raveges away the pieces. our memories our emotion as well as out thoughts. we have to finds ways to deal with our problem. leading up to where you passed out the piece was great. John H Loving III
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