I loved you.
Didn't you know?
You were my one, my only.
Now you've left me so lonely,
Oh so lonely, and oh so scared.
Sometimes I miss you,
Not too often but still too soon.
Is there time left to change?
I have so much able to rearrange.
Would you come back then?
Today, I loathe you.
Your taste is upon my lips.
And your laugh echoes in my bed
Except it's all in my head.
But once, once it was real.
[Found this in my dream journal but I don't remember writing it. Dated January 26, 2010]
I know that feeling all too well. You must have been writing in your sleep??
ReplyDeleteApparently so. I wonder what I must have been dreaming. I have an idea as to whom.
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