before the alarm clock

it is always that way
in dreams
your face was hazy
all i remember
clearly was the shape of your lips
a few words uttered
writing feverishly in a journal
unable to decipher my own words
aware of this moment
moreso than any other
changing everything
dropping away like seconds
counted down
and disappearing into
yesterdays moments
my knees knew before i did
there was something being born
within the negative space between us
as if you were there all along
sometimes i look away
it is always that way in dreams
faceless
breathless hope
knowing someone has come
to change your life