The Loved One in My Dream

I had a dream about you last night.
I've never seen you so pleased
outside of your casket.
I wish I could say
the same
goes for the rest of us.

In my dream,
I could see your unforgettable face
shinning in the sun,
you were
playing,
laughing,
and just enjoying life
as we did
when we were young
and fearless.

As we grew up together,
you were constantly on my tail.
I hated your annoyance with a passion,
but the sound of your small footsteps
will never be behind me
ever again.

I wish you were with me,
right here,
every second,
every moment,
of every day,
going to the beach in the rain,
going to Chalk Mountain,
going to the bar to drink off our last fight,
going nowhere,
does not make a difference,
your footsteps are no longer around.

I can't talk to the dead,
I can't talk to my brother,
prayers can't make up for the loss,
words can't explain my undying sorrow,
only my dreams can bring you to life.

I want to stay forever in my dream,
watching you play
and roll around,
but no,
no dream will ever bring you back,
nothing will.

All I have left is memories,
some good,
some bad,
some no longer come to mind,
all
will stay in my aching heart
for eternity.

And one day
we will meet again,
I will be by your side,
only dead and buried
as you are
now.