Nowhere Dreams

short poem

There is a void,
a place that I cannot see,
within my grasp,
my fingers linger,
on the what could have beens.

The side of the bed you used to take up,
is taken up by someone else,
why did it have end like this,
where is there the exit of this universe,
instead let me in the one,
where we're ok.

I still have dreams,
where I'm yours and your mine,
I know that all of that,
is just wishful thinking,
a multiverse of possibilities,
one where me and you work.

I can't believe that God tore us apart,
we won't ever cross paths again,
like the three meeting theory
wish I could happen upon a genies lamp,
all three wishes I'd use on us,
I hope this message rings to your ears.