Is there anything sweeter than dreams of love and more hurting than a recurring nightmare?
For people, having dreams of love gives them a reason for existence. It's amazing how love can turn someone's life around. A total change of personality, from being cold and nonchalant to being so jolly and friendly, a result of a sweet dream. The moods swing from a cold winter's breeze to an array of poly
pennant streamers that signify a fiesta. Yes, people say that nothing compares to a sweet dream. Like being in love, people think that it won't ever end. A sweet dream containing false hopes unless the love they have is true. But, when they see they're sweet dreams end everything falls apart. Love turns into hurt. Smiles turn into tears. Hearts melt and the nightmares start.
Pesky and recurring, these nightmares haunt us. A dead love, never seize on telling us that there is still a chance. We accommodate the thought that there is still hope but when we see
fall banners we can't help but cry. We know in the back of our minds that the love we had is losing its sight on us. Like the falling leaves of a tree every time fall comes. The hard part is accepting that the dream you had is now a nightmare that haunts you. So sweet yet so distant.
We dream of being with the ones we love but when we wake up once more realty bites us in the face. A thought that constantly brings us to regret. Reality is the nightmare we live in. The real things that are temporal. We have always been in this nightmare but we have the choice to make it a dream. A dream that would never end or at least last until our last gasp of air.
by:
The Flagman
