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I dream
I dream of you,
and I cant help but wonder,
if you dream of me to.
I know you don't exist in my world,
at least not yet,
but you still have a piece of me,
a perice of my heart.
I dream you,
and I cant help but wonder,
if you actually exist,
every night I see you,
I talk to you,
I love you,
and you do the same to me.
What is this kind of thing,
what is this connection we have?
Are you even real,
or just a figment of my twisted mind.
cant you see how much I need you,
how much I want you?
Don't you need me,
Don't you want me?
Are you real?
Or are you a figment?
I wish I knew the answers,
i wonder if we will walk into each other someday,
and like in the movies,
We'll just know.
Or if I will never actually meet you,
my love,
and I will have to deal with those,
not equal to you,
but hopefully close to it.
Or if it will be somewhere in between,
that we'll meet,
have a romance,
then figure it all out,
while we have a late night conversation.
Oh, I wish I had the answers,
but know this,
my love,
whether real or fake you can't leave me just yet.
So for know,
I'll simply dream of you,
and revel in those dreams of us.
So until then,
my love,
I dream of you,
and I cant help but wonder,
if you dream of me to.
I know you don't exist in my world,
at least not yet,
but you still have a piece of me,
a peice of my heart.
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