I had a dream last night;
You and I were caught up
In each other,
Losing ourselves to a feeling we both
Knew lingered between us.
And before I knew it, you were gone.
Your body was still with me, but your
Heart was wandering elsewhere.
And it occurred to me that not all of
You was really with me.
Only part of you.
And I woke up in fear, fear that this
Same predicament was happening.
I tried to hide it when we talked,
I just watched you speak
And I took all of your words in.
One part of me held on,
Another consumed my fears:
He's not really there for you.
He doesn't mean it,
He doesn't care for you at all.
Don't kid yourself.
He can do so much better than you.
He doesn't love you.
I hated my mind
For speaking that way.
I hate myself for buying it.
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PoetryA collection of poems, stemming from a girl being hopelessly in love, the recollection of her past trauma, and the impending unknown that her life will inevitably encounter. And within these moments is a world of her own, tangible and ever-growing...
