Closure

I dreamed about you last night

and I didn’t wake up until it was finished.

I swear it was so real and so beautiful

I could touch you, smell you and even hold . . . you.

Things I used to do and privileges I used to have.

You revoked them a year ago, didn’t you?

When you discovered a life outside ours

And found you a new boo.

It’s been a year, I should be over you.

Or at least that’s what everyone tells me.

But I literally can’t let go. I don’t know what you tell you.

I don’t know why you were in my dreams.

My brothers tell me I should just say fuck you

And move on using some other chick

But that doesn’t help me at all

That doesn’t solve it

If I’m being real, you were my first love.

And I think that’s what’s holding me back

The fact that you were the only girl I truly loved

And you still left. That’s a fact.

And so this connection I still have

It brought you into my dream.

It made you reality for me again.

I just don’t understand . . . why.

But the dream itself isn’t the troubling part.

It’s what I wanted to ask myself after I woke up.

It’s what I’ve wanted to ask you

Since we broke up

This one question with one answer

I need you to hear it

I need you to tell me the truth

I swear to you, I need it

Just do me one last favor baby

Pick up the phone one more time

Let me talk to you for five minutes

Before I let you go for the last time

Let me ask you this.

And whichever answer you give me, I’ll be happy.

Just be completely honest and answer this

Did you ever love me?