Slipping between
What’s real and what’s a dream
One moment you’re gone from me
The next you’re here
Smiling pleasantly

I know what’s real
Reality is that you’re gone
You’ve been gone so long
I sometimes forget
What you were like when you were here

But then it happens again
I come home and there you are
Making dinner or on the computer
As if nothing has happened
To you at all

I try to tell my friends
Convince my family
I keep sleeping so easily
Between the two it’s getting hard
To remember what’s real

It feels to nice
Seeing you again
I just want to hug you
To talk to you
Tell you how I’ve been

But reality sets in once more
You’re not real, I tell you as much
Tell you, “This is just a dream”
To which you reply, “Yes, it is.
“But you can stay if you want.”

I jolt awake
Heart racing
Mind wondering
What could you have meant
When you said I could “stay”?

It’s been years since then
And some days when reality
Hits too heavy, too hard
I think about your offer
And wonder

Should have taken you up on it?