a poem

[isthismydream]

i wrote this today to try and alleviate some of the loneliness i've been feeling lately...

feel free to critique.



I miss you so much already,
and you don't even exist.

Only in my head and dreams
have I held you in my arms
and played with your hair...

Only in my heart and soul
do you we share a bed
or the couch for a movie...

I miss you, the woman
whom I have created in my mind.

Only in that space between the dream world
and wakefulness have
I kissed your lips and stroked
your cheek, your arm, your back,
your thigh, your stomach across your navel...

Only in my fantasies
have I held your hand and fed you popcorn,
and cooked you dinner and danced so close.

I miss you with every fiber of my being,
and you're not even a reality.