I will dream of you tonight

I will dream of you tonight, and wake up in the morn, crisp, anew, drought with hope that will instantly dim and fade as the shadows from the night's affair pass away. the hum of the morning; the slow silence gets louder; filled with a sigh for the nightmare that is reality. stumbling back into it; thrust by the crash of the alarm plundering my mind for the sweet release to consciousness. it's alright...the jump of my heart last only for a moment... and then the calm and sudden shift. the mirror before me shows a girl with dreams still in her eyes and a heavy heart in her chest. she is burdened. but she cannot remain thus, she is living; she must move on and out of bed, reach the shower stall and the front door and try to forget her burden; her subconscious love, hiding in her bedroom head, never to get out alive. only a memory that has never occurred. only a dream that will fade, half remembered. only something she can see for a moment, then gone, gone, gone...