I Wish...

I had a dream about her.

I was looking down at her beautiful face; she had a hint of a smile and her mouth was crooked the way it normally is when she emphasized a point.

I was standing above her lifeless body. I kept on thinking, “here lies the woman who made me love like I’ve never loved, and the woman who introduced me to a pain that I didn’t know existed.

I smiled. I remembered our times. I told her I love her still and will always do.

And then I woke up and realized she’s still alive but we’ve broken up and she has moved on. For good.

As I felt the pang of anguish and pain, I wish she was truly dead. At least I can still smile and tell her I love her.


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