I had a dream that we were together.
Smiling, laughing like little children in a fair.
We watched movies of all kinds, but not really.
We were never full of lust but presumptuous love that swelled within our hearts.
I knew you were genuine as I.
I knew you needed me,
As much as I.
I felt this highly rare chemistry, closeness between us.
It was so raw and beautiful.
But reality set in with a call from my father.
Telling me that the reason not only I but he is alive,
Might die of kidney failure. Should I cry? Should I grieve? For she is not dead yet, but I know her time is slowing down.
I wanted to relax, do something productive,
But when I turned on my life,
Our song came on,
My favorite part.
The tears you have brought me,
The pleasure I could never forget.
When you told me you loved me my whole world took new light, literally.
I never felt like that before.
But now it matters no more.
The worst thing in the world is that now,
I care that you think nothing of me.
I could die right under your feet and you would step over me without thinking twice.
You are a disaster for me,
Mind, body, and soul.
But I continue to love.
The real you.
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