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.
So I hope I dream tomorrow.
Dream the way he made me dream
That made today worth living.