You Were The Thorn

I slept last night,
It's been awhile,
Since I've turned off the light,
Woke to my sheets in a pile.

I dreamt that night,
Of clear blue skies,
Of birds in flight,
A world of no lies.

My imagination took me,
Places I'll never go,
I experienced a peace,
The world will never know.

I wandered into a field of corn,
Sun in my eyes; then you,
Love is a rose, you were a thorn,
I need you to know, it's my fault too.

With your hands in your pockets,
Your eyes pulled closed,
I felt a small rain droplet,
While others soaked my clothes.

I finally forgive you,
For all that you have done,
The things you'll continue,
For I still have not won.

Slowly you came over to me,
And took me into your arms,
Whispered, "Why can't you see?"
"I never meant you any harm."

I awoke with a start,
To my sheets in a pile,
To the pounding of my heart,
For the first time in a while,
I thought of you with a smile.