Martin Appleby

This Time

I used to have a recurring dream
about you
every night
and it was always the same –
we were back together
and happy
and every morning
I would wake up
alone
and my heart would break all over again
but every night
I would convince myself
that this time
this time
this time
it was real
One time my best friend
was there too
and he told me
not to worry
because this time
this time
this time
it wasn’t a dream and
I got him to pinch me
to make sure
Finally!
This time
this time
this time
I was awake
and it was real
But of course it wasn’t
and I woke up
alone
and crying
and now years have passed
and the dreams have stopped
but I have resented my best friend
a little bit
for lying
ever since

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s