You're a Dream

I am terrified

of the way you tried to joke with me

because for a moment I could've sworn

you were chapped pink lips

curved into a sarcastic smile

and when you called me your deer

as I was going to sleep

the memory of being almost loved

kept me awake the entire night

but when you, my sweet insomniac,

slept for 15 consecutive hours

I crawled under my covers and begged to wake up

from this dream too similar to a nightmare I keep having