Dreams Poem by Cierra Loverose

Dream.
Just dream.
Dream in ignorant bliss.
Because there is no better way to live.

Dreaming saves the soul.
Dreaming lets you forget.
Dreams are a way of wishing.
Sometimes I would wish I had you.
And now I have you.
I guess dreaming is good.

I just kept dreaming.
Dreaming and dreaming.
Living in my dream world.
But when I found you.
I forgot what was real,
And what was a dream.

You are my world.
Maybe I'm blunt.
Maybe I'm crazy.
But it's okay with you.
Because it's you.