I know that we don't talk,
but I still dream of you
In my dreams we often go for a walk,
And we never argue.
I saw you in my dreams last night,
You said it was all a joke,
And you never wanted to fight.
Then you began to stroke,
With your delicate hands my head,
Softly apologising for everything you have said.
I forgave you even before you apologised,
Because you never proved me your words were lies.
I forgave you even before you were sorry,
Because you never gave me a reason to worry.
I forgave you even before you said anything,
Because I knew no matter what you could do, it could never sting.
Because it was you,
who I was into.
Was it so hard?
Was hurting me easier than apologising?
I sleep hoping to dream of you again,
Because my dreams are the place where we were given a chance to regain,
The things we used to have,
And still have each other back.
And when I dream of you, I try to sleep a little longer.
I always lay in my bed more than just a minute or few,
I have to grasp on any moment along her.
I wonder if she dreams of me, too.
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Echoes of a Shattered Connection
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