approaching the end

sitting comfortably in the back of an old pickup, i glance to my left and see you running and waving. you run parallel to the railroad track in hopes that you can catch the truck and embrace me. i wonder to myself who i am and who you are to even want me. even in this dream my heart cries... yet somehow you out run the truck and meet me there..... wherever there is. with arms open wide and a smile, i am captivated by your embrace. and i guess this is how i approach the end of my dream.