Poetry

When I Dream

When I lay asleep

I think of you and me

all the fun times we had

I admit these dreams weren't bad.
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I think of all the bad things said

God, sometimes I can't get them out of my head

I remember mostly the touches-the feels

those are images I want to be seeing.
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Songs I can't get out of my head

songs about us that told it all

how we felt about what we had

it wasn't a mere tumble I took when you left, my love, but a mighty fall

And it hurt.