once upon a dream

I had a dream a few days ago. It was one of those dreams that just really mean something to you. You don't really know why but it does. So yesterday I sat down and wrote something dream me was feeling and thinking in the dream. It was fun to write so im gonna post it! :D
Enjoy.

I knew something was wrong. I knew his words were so tragically wrong, though he honestly believed he was right. His smile was so filled with reasurement and joy that I swallowed the words that would contradict him. It would not end how he wanted it to end. It would not end how I wanted it to end. In fact, the only thing that would end was the smallest amount of happiness we had left. Though this is not about endings, this is about beginnings. Beginnings to things that should never have beginnings. I watched his face that was still filled with joy, unknown to him it would be quickly wiped away in just a few moments. Wiped away by something darker, something sadder.
Then it happened.
I watched as their words penetrated him. I watched as the poison of those words sunk into his veins. I watched as his face crumpled into a mask of despair. He was wrong and now he knew it.
Nothing would ever be the same. In one moment our lifes became completely ireversible. There was no going back. There was no fixing the damage. It was not a wound that would heal. It was a disease with no cure. Death was our only salvation and one we would not accept.