Last night I had a hard time.
I was thinking of you before I fell asleep.
And while I was sleeping,
I was dreaming of you.
And in my dream,
We were together.
I held your hand,
You called me "Babe."
It was amazing.
It was a dream come true.
But then in my dream,
You got on an elevator.
So I followed you in,
And turned around.
And you pressed the bottom floor button,
And quickly ran out.
I was trapped in the elevator,
Plummeting to the bottom.
Just like I feared would happen
May 4, 2016
May 4, 2016 at 6:26 PM UTC
Last night I had a hard time.
I was thinking of you before I fell asleep.
And while I was sleeping,
I was dreaming of you.
And in my dream,
We were together.
I held your hand,
You called me "Babe."
It was amazing.
It was a dream come true.
But then in my dream,
You got on an elevator.
So I followed you in,
And turned around.
And you pressed the bottom floor button,
And quickly ran out.
I was trapped in the elevator,
Plummeting to the bottom.
Just like I feared would happen
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