Every night. A dream. With you, and me. Just like it was. You hold me, and kiss me. And I'm happy. Briefly. Two seconds of joy. Before the realization that it was just my imagination and broken heart. And then, nothing but saddness. Pain. Ache. And no amount of tears will fix it. It feels as though I could cry it all out of me, like a
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