Every Night

Every night I drift off to another place.

Another reality.

Where we sit in your truck and talk about life's mysteries. 

Where we lay in the sand and stare at the stars.

Where you still smile at me with that smile that lights up the night.

Where you're still here.

And the saddest part.....the saddest part is waking up

Reviews

[H.W.]

This poem is both beautiful and heartbreaking. You do a lovely job of using simple imagery and language to express so much joy and agony.

[Rayne212]

Thank you for your kind words.