Dream of You No More

I'll go to sleep with dreams of you, because it's the only thing that I can do.
I swear no one else touches you, and that's why I'm alone....

Though as time has and will continue to move forward, you haunt me less at night.
At times I wake up aching just to see your face, to be touched by your light.
Truth be told I realize now you were always a dream, even in my waking life.
I made you into something that I wanted you to be, maybe it wasn't even meant to be you, but you were there, you were comfortable, it happened...

Now I feel almost silly having wasted so much time, making you my knight in shining armor, the love of my life. It was always a dream, a dream that I made seep into my reality, though it only penetrated the surface. Telling myself over and over again that one day it would just click and everything would come true. Maybe someday it will, I think I have permanently implanted a strain of hope somewhere deep inside me, though it has thankfully become less deep.

Lastly, I'm sorry for making you something your not. I know you know how I feel. & I know there is nothing you can do. It's not your fault, but mine. I'm a stubborn, stubborn woman who will always have a yearning for that which I can not have. I'm getting better, it will be better. I love you, always and forever.

Goodnight.