Only God Knows

The flavor of her preferred choice of cookie filled
my mouth as I recalled what I had dreamed of the
past three nights, in the deepest of sleeps I have
ever been in.
It's a strange occurrence, I tell myself as I sit here,
wondering what she's in fact doing right at this
moment in time. I will never know.
It haunts me, these thoughts. And every time I
wake up all shaken up, as if a tornado has hit my
room, from these dreams, I wonder what will
come of everything.
Lately, I just return to sleeping again after being
awaken by these nightmares, and then they just
happen again.
I don't want to go to bed tonight.