As we both laid down I closed my eyes. What can I say? We spoke of the past. The present. The future. Happiness. Trouble. Laughter. Though I open my eyes and you’re not here. A dream, just a dream. Though a beautiful dream. Porque me dejaste, si me querias? No era mi opción. Me dejiste. Si siempre tenemos opciónes. Pero a veces no. Cierro mis ojos. I stay strong, though there are times I break. I smile, then again times I feel like I wear a mask. But then I am thankful for my love. As I sit up to my rocking chair, in the night and stare out and smile, a time that I felt was only 5 minutes that was indeed more of an hour, as the beautiful moon covers the ocean like a silky, thin, white sheet.