The Dreams

I loved the dreams where I

could feel the rain on my face,

where every time you embraced me,

I could feel my heart race,

and I loved the dreams when you

told me "I love you",

so that I could blush and whisper

that "I love you, too".

I loved the dreams where we

could just be as we are,

and I loved the dreams where we

could count every star.

Because I loved the dreams

where I could just be free,

and I loved the dreams when you confessed

you were in love with me.

But I know you by voice,

nothing less, nothing more.

And I love the dreams you weave for me;

a love worth dreaming for. 

-LJ

17 June 2016