Dreams

Posted: February 18, 2010 in Fiction and Non-Fiction
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He exists in my dream.

But he’s never a part of my reality.

He’s my only fantasy

That vanishes every morning.

 

He’s always with me

In my dreams, he’s there to guide me.

With each daybreak

I’d feel nothing but emptiness.

 

I wanted him to be my reality.

But he’s just a figment of my dreams.

He’s just another whimsical fantasy

That I’m bound to believe in.

 

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