Dreaming

I dreamt this evening,

With my eyes wide open.

Dreamt that somehow I could have the thing I want most.

That for once in my life someone cared more about me.

Without permission, my brain wrote a fan fiction

Of my own life.

That someone who looks like me

Could have someone who looks like that.

Could win over someone who looks like that.

And I knew it was all false.

Knew it was just motes and beams built up the way I liked ti

But for that brief second

For just those few seconds

I was happy.

Happy again.

So I hope I dream tomorrow.

Dream the way he made me dream

Because that

That made today worth living.