I'll Tell You In My Little Own Ways How I've Missed You

I can sneak into your dreams, you know.
I can do that. 
I had.

I'll tell you in my little own ways how I've
find you
and how I've
never want to lose you
and how I've
let you go
and how I've
come back 'round again
and how I've


You'll clutch me in your dreams
really tight, 
around these seagull shoulders,
like we're dancing,
like we're falling,
then you promised to tell me everything
through fluorescent screens.

And you teased me to find you
in the virtual world
like I hadn't sifted through so many strangers'
nightmares in order to see you
in this one.

You'd go back to your neon-eyeshadowed girlfriend,
the one from reality
you were finding for in your dreams,
and I'd watch you watch each other,
promising not to let go.

Then I let go.