I open my eyes
Shaky breath after shaky breath
Tears running down my face
..It was a dream…
It was just a dream.
Then why did it feel so real?
I reach for my phone
It’s childish,
But I have to know he’s ok.
I frantically tap out the letters
“Are you alright?”
I hold my breath
Every second he doesn’t reply
Feels like a minute
As my anxiety levels rise,
My phone dings.
He’s ok.
It’s all ok.
I was worried for nothing.
I feel silly,
But it doesn’t really matter.
He’s okay,
And that’s what matters.