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it's hard to know exactly when my dreams got weird
i tense up and get antsy when you're near.
but nightly you appear to me, ghostly in my head
but I never can remember what you said.
it must be something reassuring, something sweet and kind
something you would never say in real life.
where does it go in the morning?
it slipped out of my hand.
eating breakfast with my other thoughts, away from wakeful lands
where is the you I created? the you that I adore?
when my eyes are open I don't see you anymore.
i tense up and get antsy when you're near.
but nightly you appear to me, ghostly in my head
but I never can remember what you said.
it must be something reassuring, something sweet and kind
something you would never say in real life.
where does it go in the morning?
it slipped out of my hand.
eating breakfast with my other thoughts, away from wakeful lands
where is the you I created? the you that I adore?
when my eyes are open I don't see you anymore.