You Left Me

I dreamt of you last night. It felt so real, even now I'm still shaking.

We were together, and I was the happiest person alive. We talked like best friends, we held close like lovers, and everything around us seemed to simply understand. One night, you said something and suddenly dropped to the ground. I cried for help but nothing could have saved you - you left me in the world alone again.

I walked for hours on, thinking about you and me, thinking about what's left and a million whys. I walked slow and aimlessly, not even quite registering where my feet took me. They were waiting. They knew and they flashed the most sorry of faces, but I couldn't judge. Not when you were all I thought of. 

You've always come and gone in my life, but to have you taken from me for good, to watch you fall and escape this world without me, leaving me behind to dwell on you; oh God it pains me so. It hurts and I can almost still feel it.

I woke up flashing the images in front of me as if everything was real. I asked myself over and again if you really were gone, but I was confused. This one felt too real, and too depressing and simply too something that I believe it means something. I pray that God will show me in one way or other, in the mean time, I'm gonna go over it again. And again and again. I think there's something I'm missing.