Love is a
dream that we forget once we’re awake.
Lust is the
longing for a physical ache.
Dreaming is
my mind telling me what I should feel
Longing is
just enough bitter to make us heal
I dream, I
love, I lust, I take
I feel, I
forget, I heal, I wake.
To have the
love unreturned is the hardest part
To start
anew with only one foot forward is a pretty rough start
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