You came to me in my dreams this morning.
Maybe its because for some reason, I slept on your side of the bed.
But you appeared out of no where, looking like you last did.
You wrapped your arm around me, and made me think things again.
You asked who I'd been up to, and I had trouble counting back in my head.
So I started writing it down, in a revealing descending time line.
And as the number ticked past 5, you said:
"I guess you really have been looking for me".
And I guess I really did.