I give him a rose in my dream 

And when I wake up 

I tell him the story 

Of how I love him deeply 

When I sleep

I tell him how we interacted 

What I said 

How I felt 

I tell him how it all went down 

In my dream 

I tell him everything I won’t tell him after 8 am 

And he pretends not to notice

He tells me that it’s just like a show 

And I correct him and tell him it’s like a soap opera 

He doesn’t tell me what I want to hear 

And I don’t tell myself what I truly feel 

I guess I’ll keep sharing my dreams with him

I guess the truth will only live in my dreams 

Angelica Flores