i dreamt of you late last night.
you were in an abandoned house
dark and lonely, with no hope to keep you company.
your eyes lit up suddenly, as i walked in
you smiled and opened your arms
you were glad to have some warmth walk in.
only later did you realise
that i am a part of the shadows, and not the light.
i am a part of the cold, and not the heat.
i am a part of heart-wrenching pain,
and not of blissful happiness.
and when i awoke from my dream,
laying safe in your arms,
i had to smile in sad realisation,
you can save me from my reality,
but how will you rescue me from my dreams?