Smile

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Had a dream last night. Still haven’t decided

whether I liked it or not because you were there.

Painted with an affectionate grin, I was reminded

of all the good we used to share. There I was, in this

 dreamland holding this familiar yet foreign hand. The

stubborn rain went on, magnifying your sweet scent.

And so I pushed away, knowing it was more than I

could handle. I was an addict again, thirsty for your

fading attention. Restraining my desire, I readjusted

my eyes to the dark skies. Yet my heart kept staring

narrowly into your soul. And there you were, in a

 wedding dress holding a baby. She had your

pure blonde hair, and his sly smile.

Photographer Unknown