I just woke up, and it's not fair

Tonight in my dream,
I was helping you create a resume
I was sharing with you all your positive traits
And things that would make you irresistible to others
You were all the things I said
You were every good adjective in my head
You are creativity in motion
You are innocence without the guilt
You bring calm to sea of commotion
In a suburban of pollution, you're a breath of fresh air...


I just woke up, and this is not fair...


These dreams are not for me to have
Becase I know you're not for me
You reappeared for a brief moment in my life
Now you're gone
But you're still around
Every night I clinch my pillow
And I pray for happy dreams
And I get them
But the ones I get are for another person to dream
This is not fair
Usually I pray for strength to get me through the day
To help me reach my bed and lay in peace..

But now my bed is no longer a place of ease
For I pray that I get through the night
Hoping to not dream of you
Because even though these dreams I have are sweet
They are not for me
I pray that I can go a night
dreaming of dragons, black and white scenes, and fairy tales
The things I dreamt of that usually didn't make any sense
Even though you make perfect sense
I can't have you in my dreams
I pray that maybe for just one night you didn't exist
But its not fair
Because I just woke up, and in my dreams, you were there
I know that this will subside
But I'm sure that if you reappear
It will all come back again

I hope that when I fall back to sleep
I will dream of something that doesn't make sense
Rather than you
Something thats made sense for a long time