Fragmented Dream

I had a very good dream.
It was so great that thinking about it again,
Puts a smile on my face, seemingly like a fool.

The one thing I don't like, is that I only have fragments of it.
I try so hard to remember the face.
The person in my dream, but to no avail.

And yet, thinking of WHAT happened in my dream is all worth it.
But I'm still curios about WHO took part in my dream.
Is this how amnesia works?

You see it in your mind--the picture, the surroundings, yourself
All but ONE thing--the people that also took part.
The faces of others, its hard to remember.

I'm trying to fit in the fragmented puzzles of my dreams.
To remember at least one face in my dream.
Rather, that one face in my dream.

Interesting enough, I still grin over it.
No matter how fragmented it seems, I'm loving it.
If and only I can find the rest of the pieces, it would be my perfect dream.

Or so I say.
Maybe the fact that I cant remember fully,
Is because my alter-ego knows I'll regret it.