these days are hard,
and these nights are long.
i wonder if you dreamt this too,
dreamt of me
the way i dreamt of you.
it was hard to know the truth,
to see if there was any,
in this thing you called a dream.
if it had any truth, i still don't know.
tell me,
and let me know if there
was ever any truth
to your words,
or if this lie was just a dream.
2 comments:
this is really good lucia, i love the way it flows into each stanza. you get a real feeling for the emotions in it
why thankyou.
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