As she wakes, a voice calls out;
Visions blurry and mind unclear,
She begins to reach out with her hand
Only to grasp nothing as she lie awake
Fragments of dreams dancing in her mind
Yet the more she tries, the more elusive it becomes.
Waking up and feeling lost,
Vague images flashes in her head;
The crushing feeling when she realises,
That none of it was real;
Nothing more, nothing less.
As the morning goes on,
She washes the night’s adventure away
And continues with reality’s routine;
The longing of something missing
fades away.
Anna the Fangirl 