---Alone---

Where does my mind go when it's quiet
And the late of night folds darkness around me?
Where do I wander when I dream
And when I remember where I've gone?

Thoughts of you beside me, snuggled close
Within my arms, your breath warm against me,
Brings peace and comfort and enough love
To get me through another cold and lonely day.

Dreams push reality back into the recesses of my mind
To suffer through another day just like the last.
Praying, wondering, hoping, fearing that it is just a dream
And that life is really so cold. Or is reality a dream?