Dreaming Realist

Like a reaccuring nightmare, Pondering life from the armchair, Abruptly submerged in distant memories, Leaving a smile that could last for centeries, What if's plauge like vultures on decaying remains, Feeling as if I'M enranged, Impossible to dimiss those memories with adapting triggers, At this point be-friending the liquors, Dreading as everything said was meant but with much unsaid, Unfortunately words chose to fall on deaf ears, Hopeful that no mis-understandings weren't sent, But to any extent, I loved you.