This Has to be a Dream

All of this is a dream.
Thats the only way that any of this
Can possibly
Be real.
I thought it was over.
I told myself
I wasn't going
To let it happen.
I wasn't going to fall for you.
Not again.
It happened once.
You made me happy.
But then...
You hurt me...
You confused me...
It was like
You had led me into a maze
Then left me alone
To puzzle my own way out.
I was almost out.
I was almost there.
The exit was in plain sight.
Yet I knew...
I knew that although I was out of the maze,
My memories were with me
Forever.
But the hurt had dulled.
I had told myself
To forget,
To move on.
I was on the verge.
And just when I thought I was clear,
There you were.
Maybe I had only
Fooled myself
With all that talk
Of forgetting.
I think that maybe
I was trying to fix something
I'll never truly be able
To repair.
So it seems we've come full circle.
It almost feels like
I got my wish.
It feels like how it used to be.
With enough of the new,
To remind me,
Of what we've been through.
Tonight...
I smiled...
And laughed...
It felt new and strange.
Like my happiness of before
Wasn't all that it could have been.
How strange...
I had friends around me.
Joking and laughing.
Yet...
The happiness I felt then
Doesn't seem to compare
To how I felt just
Hearing your voice...
You told me you loved me.
When I said it back
You said you loved me more.
I have no way of knowing
If you were playing or not.
I like to think,
From the way you said it,
That it wasn't a game...
My friends will think I'm insane.
Perhaps I am.
Wouldn't surprise me in the least.
But would insanity
Explain
This feeling?
This all feels
Just like a dream.
Any minute now,
I'm waiting to wake up.
I'd wake to find that
None of this is real.
Nothing about you
Or I
Has changed.
Because there's simply no way...
That this can be real.
But maybe it is...
If it's a dream,
then when I wake up,
Maybe I'll be able
To hold onto it
And steal away a bit
Of that happiness.
Until that time that I must wake
And face the world again,
I think I'll enjoy
This happiness while it lasts.
Soon it will be gone,
Because surely,
This has to be a dream.