remember when you told me about the monsters?

how they take over,

& get inside your head,

& they stay-

for a really long time.

they're only gone every once in a while,

because they need to sleep.

you said that that's when they dream.

everyone has a dream.

your dream? what a good heart you had, you just wanted the monsters' dreams to come true.

once you were gone, i wondered if their dreams had or would ever come true.

i never got to ask you, though, because you never came back.

i never understood the stories you told about the monsters until they said hello.