The Invader

In my deep, dream filled, to bed for the night, sleep
I felt someone brush lightly against my shoulder
Had someone gotten in and invaded my dreams?

I was filled with fear as I fought to bring myself awake
To shout out and reach over to shake Gregory awake
I needed him there with me to protect and care for me.

But he was not there, nor was the invader, I was alone
With only loneliness and grief, so I cried my fear.
Realizing this is my life for the rest of my life, alone.