In my worst dreams, we are torn apart. You’ve betrayed me. I’ve betrayed you. In my worst dreams I am hoarse, helpless with screaming and we have lost everything. You’re callous. But I’m cruel. I wake up to you telling me, It’s just a dream, it’s just a dream holding my arms as I fight and sob, It’s not, it’s not. It’s still dark so we go back to sleep. In the morning, I ask if it was real. In my worst dreams, it is always real.
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I love this line: "In the morning, I ask if it was real."
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