Dreaming

by Rachael   Feb 11, 2005


My far off friend,
the days are dismal and long
yet they seem to fly.
I am a nostalgic dreamer
far from reality
for fear that it may crush me
worse than you already have.
I wish it were eternally night
and tomorrow would never come
so you wouldn't wake me up
only to say goodbye.
Until I can face the truth
and accept that you're gone forever,
I will continue to sleep...

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