Chimeras.

Last night, I met you again. Originally, you took form as a human in my dreams but that evening you were received as texts. It's ironic how I dreamt you up as pixilated words when in reality texting was what you despised the most. "Texting is so unemotional, it lacks emotion," you'd always say.
Anyways, in my dream you texted me out of the blue sayin' you were missing me. I replied asking about your girlfriend. You replied that you and her were still together, but you still reminisce about us. That's when I woke up. I wish I could've stayed in the rhelms of dreamland a little longer, just enough time so I can see how things worked out. Maybe I rejected you. Maybe you left her for me. Or maybe we did nothing. Maybe we just accepted the fact that forever the desire will be there, just not strong enough to cause a major change in our lives, perhaps like leaving a love one.

You've been appearing a lot in my dreams. Possibly this is karma for all those times you dreamt about me?
Karma always fucks me the hardest.