A Dream or a Nightmare

Last night I had another dream about you.

I say that, but I really am not sure whether to say "dream" or "nightmare."

I'm always so happy/sad/scared/relieved/devastated to see you.

 A vision of you? A memory of you? A feeling of you?


You are always so upset with me for disappearing. I am always so upset with you for disappearing.


But that is all I remember. I don't remember what we said or what we did. 

I don't remember what either of us were wearing.

I don't remember what we ate.

If we laughed or if we cried.

I don't remember where we were.

I don't remember the way you were with our kids. 

In the dream. But also not in the dream.

My brain helps me quickly forget as soon as I wake up.

I say that, but I really am not sure whether to say "helps" or "makes."

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  1. Your words are like a dinner fork found standing straight up stuck in the middle of a frozen lake: piercing and precious and rare.

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