Dream Marks on My Pillow

The waves of emotion wash over me, engulfing me like the violent ocean waves during a storm. I toss and I turn dreaming of the simple times. A calming, beautiful, tranquility stained these dreams. I dream of our first date, the first time you told me you loved me,the way you made me feel at peace with a simple glance from across the room. Suddenly the worst feeling overcomes me and I begin to drift away from the tranquil dreaming state and begin to feel like I’m drowning, drifting farther and farther away into a nightmare. I see you walking away, leaving me all alone. I see the person who once held my heart, rip it apart. These dreams are stained with an unsettling, miserable, turbulence. I am jolted awake and look over to the other side of the bed and reach out for my phone longing to call for you to comfort me but you are not there. No matter how much time passes your presence still lingers in my dreams. The once peaceful rainfall that filled my dreams turned into a hurricane because you are gone. The only traces of you are the dream marks on my pillow.