Dream

On that quiet afternoon by the lake, when we were holding hands, you were talking about how in the past few years some decisions made you regret, how some moments made you laugh like anything and how some things will never change, you suddenly wiped the chocolate piece from my lips with the paper napkin you had in your jeans pocket, at that time, did you have feelings for me or was it just a dream?

On that windy evening, when one could easily sense cold weather, why did you take me for a walk on that hill? You told me you wanted to talk about something but you simply said nothing. I waited and waited for a long time, then I plucked the flower and immediately your face just brightened up even at the sunset, should I count it as a reality or just a dream?

On that cold morning, when I was caressing your beard, you just smiled in your sleep, were you seeing some dream?