Dreams


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By: Monique To: Matthew

Laying face down in bed crying,
How I wish I could see you again,
I love you truly my love.

I walk slowly down a road,
The road we used to think we owned.
But now those days are over..
How I would die to be back together.

I sat quietly on a bench,
Rasing my eyes to the watery blue.
My eyes gaze at my own reflection,
Suddenly I see you..
You come to me as I dreamed.
How real I thought this seemed...

You leaned to kiss me ever so softly,
But how could this be?
This is you..
And you really are standing next to me.
You take my hand,
We begin to walk away..
Back into our dreams you could say...