I dreamed a dream

For the past week my nights have been punctuated by nightmares about being murdered, shot gun pushed into my chest, me begging to live. They haven't ended well.

Then I dreamed about you. You hated me. You were with another girl. She made you happy. I was devastated.

Last night I dreamed of you again. Only you were back and you loved me like you use to love me. You picked me up, threw me over your shoulder and spun me around. I laughed and thanked God a million times that he put you in my life. It was like it had always been. Smiles, silliness, laughter, love, security. I woke up and forced myself to sleep longer. Then the sun came up and the dream ended.

That's when the nightmare began.

I'd rather take a shotgun to the chest then to let you go yet one more time.