I have been having these dreams.
Sad dreams. Dreams of betrayal, and mistrust.
Dreams of an old life, I wish I had better understood.
One that I oddly want back, but it doesn't want me.
Angry dreams. Dreams which I wake from confused and frustrated.
Dreams of perhaps a near future...
And then I wake up. And the dreams are all usually forgotten withing the first hour except the ones that I write down.
But the sadness stays, and I have yet to know why