Dream what may become

I dreamed you were crying.
I dreamed I was crying along with you.

Was it just a dream?
Or was it a reality?

Whatever it was, I wish I could just get up or pick another scene.
A much happier scene.

I dream us smiling.
I dream us on the swings, laughing with the soft rustling wind on our hair.
I dream us old and grey, holding hands…

Can I wake up? Knowing that the scene is far from becoming…
Or is it, and I’m just to drowsy to realize it?

I don’t know…

Maybe I should just get back to my dreamless sleep…