As often as I speak to you or to your picture rather I dream of the things I might have changed.
Once again last night you entered my mind and swam devastatingly in my dreams
I was given one opportunity to change an even in my history and you took it before I could verbalize on the matter.
During the dream I had you back and your love was once again mine with no other in mind.
Although I did not think of the repercussions there existed many.
The friends I had made since your departed did not know of me for you were still here.
I had taken the chance the stranger offered without much thought as I had loved you with out thought of losing you.
When that stranger had asked me of my event I spoke with hope and certainty.
I took you out on the first day and brought to realize there was a true change in me.
I took you out again the next night and bought you a thousand roses for you to swim in and remember the sweet scent of our first couple of months.
As time progressed so did we and we came to the night of my confessions
As we opened the fence door and we jumped hopping to grab a star we both fell.
I looked into the light and saw the figure that had offered me this glorious rebirth and he nodded in approval.
I turned to you and said my speak and it meant more this time I felt the change take its full effect.
As we stared anew I soon faded and the dream was soon to be over I awoke once yet closed my eyes to prolong the heaven I was only to experience just this once.
Then as my heaven faded my hells fire erupted again.
It was over my chance was lived in that dream and not to be approved of by my new owner the one who brings nightmares.
However the moral lays in these words.
Just think to yourself you brought dreams to hell and drowned out nightmares for a whole nights sleep.
You surely should know that the subconscious knows the person it belongs to far better that the person themselves.
It knows the dreams.
It knows the nightmares.
It knows true desire and during the day is often forgotten about.
Maybe one day we will all get lucky and let the sweet subconscious have the final words.
Maybe as I speak these words hopefully your mind is entering this state and you are to think of me now.
Maybe I will be truly lucky tonight and the same man that visited me will come to you and offer you the very same chance.
And you without time will think of me first.
Maybe you without breath will let me show you my change
Maybe you without thought will let me buy you the roses
Maybe you without words will stay with me in that elastic heaven and allow us to start again.
Maybe you without regret will let me vow to you once again by the stars.
Maybe tonight I will as lucky.
