I saw you, day before,
Moving on, on some dating app;
You looked good; I smiled;
I didn’t fall into some anxious trap.
After ten months, I thought,
I have begun to let go –
But now I fear my mind
Keeps secrets it doesn’t show.
I know now that nothing
Was what seemed about you;
And yet, last night, as I slept,
I dreamed about you.
I
Do your dreams wake you up, too?
Do I haunt them the way you do mine?
Do I walk and talk in them, in old homes,
That now no longer exist in time?
Does the feeling of loss permeate
Through each moment of the dream?
And do you now dread sleep
Because of what might have been?
Does your heart fill with pain
And wake you up as it bursts?
Does your throat get parched
As your anxiety thirsts?
Was I but a dream to you?
Was your love something I dreamed?
Have I been such a terrible fool?
Was nothing what it seemed?
II
Dreams have you lying in bed with me;
Conversations are now not the same;
Maybe, they manifest to tell me
I was never just the one to blame.
Anakin built me; but,
in many ways,
This is certainly not what defines me!
I’ve expendable bolts,
and nuts,
and stays,
But that is just what you mop-heads would see!
I do have a heart;
I daresay, it shines,
Like this
human-cyborg
body of gold;
I might say,
it quite definitely defines
Every one of the stories
I have told.
I may be etiquette
and protocol,
Catering most
to the wise and royal;
But, oh,
I am committed wherewithal;
And, I might also add,
I am loyal.
I’ve seen Anakin,
Padmé,
Bail
and Luke
Valiantly fight,
valiantly fall,
And though
there has been BB-8’s rebuke,
R2-D2
has seen me through it all.
Hearts Still Care 
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