They say that when you see someone in your dream, they miss you. Then "why?" I ask myself, was he in my dream? I smiled to myself and silently cursed when I realized. I had it all wrong. I was the one who missed him.
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My Constellation of Poems ⭐️
PoetryWe ourselves are a lot like stars. We look around and see that we are surrounded by others. Millions. We are no different. You see, but we don't realize our ability to shine bright, or that a child may be looking out their window wishing upon us. We...
