It’s Gonna Be You and Me

I left behind my blond locks, cigarettes, and any relationship with another, all in the hopes you would return home, to where I am.

Silly, really, since you are long, long gone.

In my dreams we laugh and live a life of freedom together.

All the things we never said, we say, and we mean it.

We do things differently.

I am different and then so are you.

We get a do over, to make right the wrongs.

I’m not afraid, and neither are you.

You finally see me, I mean, really see me.

In my dreams it’s great, and we are great together.

Really, really great.

Then I wake up, and you are not here.

Things are how they are, so I move on.

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