you

last night, while sleeping with another i was taunted by dreams of you. my efforts not to love you prove futile as my arrogant heart invades. i don't know what to do. somehow you're always around. you're no good for me. it hurts to love you. i am constantly left feeling empty, stripped of all good sense. you are an eruption that removes me from a centered illusion of control. the dream was so vivid and i struggled to determine reality...when i opened my eyes this morning, i was shocked not to see your face. i felt betrayed that it wasn't your arm wrapped around my ample waist. you haunt me.