Sweet Dreams

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All that I'm left with are dreams...

A Dream Competition



Author's note

This is more of a non fiction/poetry/diary

1. Sweet Dreams ~ Past + Future



It's my only escape from reality.

The daily reminder that you're no longer here.



The one place where I forget that you're gone forever.

My sanctuary.



My safe haven where I go back in time

and think of all the things that we did together,

and all the things that we did less.

And when I think about all the things we did together,

it brings a small warmth in my heart

where I know that you will always be.


But when I think about all the things we could've done,

or all the opportunities that we didn't take,

or all the hurtful things that were said to one another,

I feel guilt.


A feeling that I know I'll have for the rest of my life.

Because I wish that I did more.

I wish that I said more.

To let you know that I love you more than anything.


We are so similar in so many ways.

We're extremely stubborn.

And we don't express our feelings enough.


I made you feel like I didn't care,

and you made me feel like you weren't willing

to understand me.


And because our stubbornness got the best of us,

and because we suck at expressing our feelings,

our emotions, our thoughts,

it caused a huge set back in all the adventures we

could've done together.


They say that the past is the past, and we can't change it.

I'd do anything to change my past with you.



These are the kind of dreams that hurt me the most.

The future I dream on a daily basis,

where I know you'll never be in.


It hurts and only the few can understand my situation.

I can't help but dream what my future could've been like

if you would've just stayed a little longer.


A journey that should be pathed with you in it.


I dream of college visits with you.

But you won't attend any of them.


I dream of graduation day and graduation party.

But your presence will be absent.


I dream of the first day of college.

But you won't be there to cry with me.


I dream of first boyfriend impressions,

and marriage proposal,

and wedding day,

and first born child.


And your physical being will not be there.


Why did you leave?

Why did my dreams have to be of these?

Why did you go so early?


Dad, I miss you so much.

I struggle on a daily basis without you here.

It does not help that I'm even writing this.


Dreams and memories are all I have of you and that's not how it's supposed to go.

An obstacle is always thrown at me,

challenging me to see what I will do.


I've dreamt of my senior year and how it will go, 

but I'm going through the motions without you.


You should be here.


It's not fair...


But I love you.

And I'll always love you.

I can't thank you enough for all the sacrifices that you made for me.


You are my rock,

my little ounce of sanity.


Your little girl,

your princess

will never forget you.


Sweet Dreams



Johnny Charles Kline Jr.

Father of Dezire Kline (me), Jamari Kline, and Jamarkus Kline

Husband of Theresa Clark-Kline

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