i have your betrayal right here in my side, next to your brown eyes and warm skin. i can't stand the pain of not feeling you here, but only in my dreams. i hear your voice and see your smile and memorize each word your sweet mouth makes. i wake and wrestle with the thought of writing what just happened in my dream, though it is not real it feels like adultery. if i do not write this dream, the memory fades; i lose your smile, your voice, this moment. what do you do with a dream that wants to be…
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