It makes me sad that the only time I see you is in my dreams. These dreams reawaken my consciousness to your existence, and I begin to wonder what your life is like today. What are you doing? Where are you going? Who are you loving?
It makes me sad that I do not know the answers to these questions, but if I knew the answer to the last could I bear it?
Maybe its best that I keep you in my dreams where I am the one you still love, and I am happy.