8/30 "drifting apart "

As dawn approaches I feel you disappearing
Limbs becoming lighter by the minute
Making it harder for me to distinguish whether your real or fake
You see
I tend to have these dreams that take me light years away
Implanting abilities that dynamically test me in every way
Giving the illusion that here is where you'll stay
Making reality harder to creep past false impression like security
Hoping that when the sun hits your not just some skeleton I dug up from a grave
But yet
A living human being
Not the perfect type people only encounter in their dreams
But
One with an irregular heart beat
One that throw fuel to flames
Never worrying for awkwardly born with an extinguisher as a brain
Leaving verbal using as a detonater
Blowing up fragments I made from good intentions
While calming the storm to come your way with relapsed memories
Clinging on the dandylion wishes
As if I started to forget the
And not the in the sense if higher power
But
As in my believer
As lying in my bed snuggled tightly within my blanket
I fill the clouds parking
Surrounding me
As if there were someone there holding me
Using photographic brain waves as pictures
Recreate those nights you were actually next to me sleeping
Breathing
Making silly noises
Reminding me that you were still behind me
Our bodies moved
Simultaneously
But
Yet I can help but to feel detached amongst space
As dawn approaches I feel you disappearing
Limbs becoming lighter by the minute
Making it harder for me to distinguish whether your real or fake
Until I finally get the courage to roll over && see your face