Was it A Dream?

As I sat beside you, holding your arm tight,

My head on your shoulder, a sense of peace took flight.

I was sitting, not sleeping, yet my silence was deep,

As if I was in a doze, my heart beating soft and slow.

I watched you compose a poem, meant only for me,

Your words were reflecting the love you wanted to be.

You tried to pour your heart out, but words betrayed,

Leaving you with a frown, and a heart that's dismayed.

Even in your greatest displeasure, it's a pleasure to see,

Your face, a design of emotions, was a beauty to me.

But now, hey, where are you?

I'm searching, but I don't know what to do.

Was it a moment of long lost time, 

Or a mere dream, echoing our love's chime?