I dreamed a dream so real one night,
That in it, all we did was fight.
When awaken did I, all shiny with sweat,
So t'was ingrained in my mind and I could not forget,

How painful I find the love that you give me,
It suffocates and overwhelms and hurts me, you see.
These nightmares, though common, are not all that I dream,
For a future full of love, I have indeed foreseen.

Where our bridges are many and have not yet been burned,
And the success I enjoy, from you it is learned.
Where my attitude is calm and so full of bliss,
And your control over me just does not exist.

Oh, how I yearn for this pipe-dream to please do come true,
Where you love me for me and I love you too.
And agendas between us are not so damn real,
Where joy, contentment and love is what I feel.

Oh, how I wish that this could all be so,
But you are you and therefore, I know,
That but a pipe-dream is all that this is for real,
So, I guess that in time, my wounds will just heal.

© AMBSewart