Nightmare
I wake up crying alone in the dark;
The thoughts of the dream made me scream;
I seek out your hand but its not there, nor are you;
I take ahold the bear and hug it tight.
I hold it,rocking myself, that dream was to real;
How we used to be, oh so happy;
In your arms, I was so safe;
Your kiss made my heart leap.
I miss you cant you see?
Our love was strong;
She came along and broke it;
Now we are done.
Copyright © Brooke Snyder | Year Posted 2009
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