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.