Running around in my dreams

Was it...
an engagement ring that hung around my middle finger,
replacing my grandfather's?

Was it...
your tearful eyes, and smile so wide
saying "This is it!"

Was it...
you waiting for me at the end of the aisle
like witnessing some miracle

Was it...
me who steps out a white car
with a bouquet in my hands

Was it...
a lacy wedding dress with a wide trail
that flows after me as I walk in the red carpet

Was it...
a beautiful church filled with guests and friends
with hundreds of white tulips decorating the entrace

Was it...
you and I, finally, after no words have been spoken
announcing our love for each other

Or was it just...
a cruel dream the Lord has to give
that makes me want to realize that I have to stop doing this to myself?