That dream again

So, I had it again last night.

You know, that dream again.

It was last year, I held you so tight.
Took in everything about you, smiled, loved.
I knew it was a dream, I really did.
But I pushed that feeling down, I wanted it to last.
I really did.

I don't think we understand the importance of dreams.
You can dream of someone that you say you didn't think of for months,
and yet, by dreaming you did think of them.
I miss the reality, but I like the dreams too.

Comforting I guess, or... at least thought provoking.
But then again, waking up isn't so bad,
Cause I know I'll get to see you soon.

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So, this is kinda real, kinda not. Mostly not, I just really like the concept of dreams and how sometimes we know they are a dream but just want to stay asleep that little bit longer to keep the fantasy going.