Just a dream..
I feel your presence still in my veins as if your life wasn't meant for this game.
The emptiness that aches in my heart since you drifted apart, rests un-ceased down within my soul, wrapped in my subconscious that I wish to unfold, but dread over the yore that lingers untold.
Maybe you've never precisely left, maybe you just despised the beings before you could bloom like a dream.
Maybe you're my dream, but a dream so true that hated to face the reality so blue.
I feel your presence within the cosmos that screams "I'm fine, it's just a dream".