I am sensing silence from you
maybe I am too sensitive
maybe you are too far gone.
I dreamed of you last night
there was no music playing behind us
underneath campfire skies.
I was told that you wanted to see me
and my instantly forgiving heart
opened my arms to you.
I think that mostly these dreams
are me, speaking to me
and you are just the messenger.
I wish that maybe someday
there won’t be a need for words
and you will tell me what you were thinking.