Dream or nightmare

Middle of the night, I am going deep down into my sleep.
And I see her. She is here, she is real.
She has always been here, she never left, that’s how I felt it.
She is taking care of me.
She finds my scars and fades them.
It’s warm, it’s real.
But it’s time to wake up,

And she is gone.

 

 

Could you let me sleep a little bit more?
Don’t turn this beautiful dream into a nightmare.
Nature decides I have to open my eyes.
How do I feel? Happy? Sad?

I just saw what I cherish the most in life.
In fact, yes, I just came from a life,
A life where there was her beside me.

And now, eyes open, she is gone. AGAIN.
How do I feel? The same, every time,
Like on that day,
I feel the loss again and again.

So, dream or nightmare?
Should I be grateful? Yes, always.
Everything happens for a reason anyway.
A good reason.