Is he awake or is all this a dream from yesterday?


Yesterday seemed so dark and lonely.
Today is fresh, new, and filled with all that was not previously.

Yesterday he was alone and sensed no change in sight.
Today, he is no longer alone.

Yesterday his world seemed grey and without spirit or hope.
Through the promise of a relationship that will somehow become strong, comes the first glimmer of hope to his soul.

He can't help but believe that this is yesterday's dream
and soon he will wake up.

An unexpected pinch to his shoulder before a gentle hand rests there now.
"Daydreaming?" He's quietly asked.

"I hope not."