Distant Dreams

Those were days that are now distant dreams
Dreams that were once so real
that we lived them -
every day, every hour, every waking minute
of blissful togetherness.

Those were days where the self
could not possibly mean something greater
than someone else -
someone we loved, cherished, protected
and somehow understood.

Those were days where we listened
not just heard each other through our ears
but opened our hearts -
souls connecting, communicating, merging
into one bond.

Those were days, but this is the life
that we lead now, and have moved
past dreams that were once ours -
wholly, holy, now ungodly
for they were just dreams.

Reality can never live up to what we have dreamed of.
It only looks at our dreams and somehow manages to scoff.