~~***~inspired by Boyz II Men's "On bended knee"~***~~

So many nights I dream of you, me, us. Holding, clenching my pillow tightly, not wanting to let this thought leave, to disappeared, to dissolve like the others. My eyes twitching worried that if I let this go, I can never get it back. My breath quickens, my chest heaves, and my mind goes awry, not knowing what to do in this time of crisis. For me, you're my reason of living, my only source of light, hope and freedom. Without you, what am I? The sheets beneath me rustle so loudly and they wrinkle with each struggle I make. I move more and more violently until finally...

I sit up, gasping, trying to inhale as much air as I possibly can. Then it hits me, my dream is, is... gone. No, it can't be. Now, I can never get it back, I can never have peace with myself no longer. Only memories remain, there to go back to, to reminisce on. All that's left is to make new dreams, make new memories, with or without you...

A/N: This wasn't generally supposed to be a HP fanfic so if it doesn't make sense... heheh. oh well.