Some nights, I welcome you into my sleep
Craving your attention and comfort.
I even beg you to stay a little longer
Wishing to never wake.

Unfortunately, these nights are rare.

Other nights, I scream in horror
Pleading endless mercy as you haunt me through the night.
Eventually I wake in a cold sweat
Relieved that day has come.

Unfortunately, these nights are common.

But you're still in my dreams.
And my obsession continues on;
Relishing any memory of you.

Most of the time,
I don’t mind the pain these memories inflict upon my heart.
Most of the time,
I’m just happy that I can remember.
Then again,
Most the time,
I actually believe you exist.