In my dream I saw us in a Place
Neither of us have ever been
It was peaceful, beautiful and yes dear
I say ….perfect
We worked in harmony
We had few fights
We stuck by each other
But of course that is nothing more than
A dream
And like most dreams you eventually
Wake up
And when you do you’re greeted by the
Harshness that which is reality
The harmony gone
The peace an illusion
And you’re left in your grin existence
Asking yourself why ? And how?
As if these questions hold secret answers
To the questions that fill your heart and mind
And that Beautiful and wonderful dream
Is shattered
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