A dream

Lost in a vast expanse

of memory

How do I know for sure,

just who you are?

I must ask myself:

are you even real?

“I dreamed that you bewitched me

And sung me moon-struck.

(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

In other dreams,

you’ve haunted my mind

Though, I still can’t determine

if you’re the same as others

who share your image

“I fancied you’d return the way you said,

But I grow old and I forget your name.

(I think I made you up inside my head.)”

Dear one,

whom I once loved,

are you real, 

or a figment of my own imagination?

I dream 

one day soon

I will meet you again

I will then determine

Dream from reality

Until then, I’ll wonder,

exactly what you are,

and who you were to me

all those years ago