A Dream

Aug 07, 2013 14:36

I dreamed a dream in time gone by.

I saw him again in my dreams the other night.
When I woke up I was incredibly sad because this time I realized the only times my heart has been happy (these past couple of years) is when I see him in my dreams.
When I can feel his laughter, almost feel his strong arms around me, almost feel how the fabric of his shirt used to feel.

My heart is the happiest in these dreams.
My heart is the saddest when I wake up and I have to rediscover all over again that you're never coming back.
Even if we both don't want you to.
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