Lost Dream; Fell Asleep

If I could calculate these moments
Subtract them from the whole
I set them up into a formula
That could express a million words
No longer will it be labeled by days,
But instead by how much we could say.
Too many people think that love comes with time.
But I think love comes with voice,
Without the measurement of years.
I still hear your heart; if only in dreams
It comes in loud and beats by the edges of my head.
Same dream, every night, the same three words,
coming in, going on, and waking me up.
I look over to an empty bed and white wall; I fall back to sleep.