I dreamt of you tonight,

where you were exactly like the way I saw you last

but I wasn't,

I was a different person,

where my eyes weren't brown but turquoise blue

that told you stories you'd been waiting to hear

where my smile was just too perfect

neither too wide nor too clumsy

just as you wanted

where my expressions didn't remind you of her

but of dreams. and happiness and everything lively

where my heart was gold plated

that gave you more than you could ever ask for,

and

in that different world

I ask myself

will I then be worthy of your love?