When I Sleep

Of all things, it is happiness and fear Both of these are strongly sincere Either a laugh or cold tears shed That's when the pain develops in my head. I think of you and your handsome smell Lucky for me, I remember it well I grasp my pillow ever so tightly And begin to fall asleep ever so slightly. I begin to dream of your powerful touch I can only hope you think of me a fraction as much But then I wake and realize you were never real And then I think, am I faking what I feel? Are you turning into a figment of my imagination With multiples or just a single collaboration The memories, they are beginning to fade Your entire self, so quickly decayed. Those heart wrenching songs start to play in my mind Always making me want to rewind To where I laugh instead of weep Where I dream of you in my sleep. Written and posted on June 28th, 2016. By: Michelle Corbin