a sweetness 

lost in the musing 

of the music of the past,

you can find me

wrapped in the reverie

of better days;

i pray for a future as 

beautiful as my dreams—

a place where you & i

still have

adventures, 

where we've made our bond

stronger rather than sitting

in the seas of all this

silence;

i miss you but sometimes 

knowing you still feels like

too sweet a dream—

like my soul waters for a sweetness

it has never known.

better days 

captured in the

reverie of better days

i think of little me

picking black berries

with my mother,

of any of my many

adventures 

with the brightest sun

i have ever known;

of how easily the kindest

moon i have ever 

known accepted me fully

in every piece of who i was—

how easy i fell into friendship

with a girl who was just

like me in so many ways,

of my roleplaying days with

many of my favorite story tellers;

days where the music of 

the world made sense and we 

could dance through everything 

with laughter—

i pray for the reverie of dreams

like this to touch me once more,

for lately everything has felt far too heavy.