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.