I dreamt of you.
You didn’t say much.
You never do.
I’m the one talking, am I not?
So you didn’t say much, no…
How strangely real for a dream.
It was wonderful and it was sad.
It was lovely and it was bitter.
It was comforting and it hurt.
It was love and it was loneliness.
I dreamt of you.
And you didn’t say much.
Alenka H., 2023