This way

When I close my eyes I see the dreams that would work out better if there were two.
When I open my eyes, I have to deal with it all as I am one.
When I see inside how it feels, it makes sense like it would be better if there were two.
When I look around it is twisting,  as I am one.
I can just keep on hoping that one day there will be two.
But for now I am one.