-Dream-

Through a dream, I think I see you.

You're just barely out of reach, just beyond my fingertips.

You smile.

I'm surprised.

After all, you haven't since…

And the dream stops.

Just stutters to a halt.

Everything, the fog that wraps around you, the hidden ground beneath my feet-

you-

starts to slip away.

I feel that I should reach out, try to capture you in my fingertips, but that would be futile.

I know, because I know that you smiled.

You haven't smiled for anyone since she left.

You never smiled for me.