You

I had a dream you died, and
It devastated me.
Maybe it's because of my grandfather's
Death, I don't know.
The important thing is that
It was painstakingly real.
When I woke up, I felt
Disoriented.
I thought you had actually died,
and for a moment,
my heart stopped and
shattered. Because
I realized in that moment
That a world without
You
would be detrimental.
A You-less world includes no
Late night texts, or
Silly conversations, or
Labs, or
Sassy comments, or
Stupid jokes, or
Secret smiles, or
Just You.
I began to mourn
Your Death, and you had
No clue.
You still have no clue, and You
Probably never will. Because I
cannot describe
how much I cherish
You.