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When we were together,

you spoke of dreams you had,

of losing me,

or letting me go.

And you'd wake up in tears,

fearing the worst.

I spoke to you of nightmares I had,

where you stopped loving me,

and let me go, forever.

I'd wake up screaming,

unable to breathe,

and so shook up,

I couldn't even cry.

Well guess what babe.

Your dream has come true,

you let me go, forever.

And I'm still in a nightmare,

I have yet to wake from.



~*~ Jill ~*~