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Sep 2017
Dreams they grow more wild every night
Other things may be blurry but your face is so clear so bright
You smile still so huge so sweet
Especially when our eyes meet
But that's only in my dreams
They say that dreams are supposed to be signs but in reality what does it mean
I have dreams where you're crazy wild in love with me
But that will never be
I'd be a liar if I claimed I haven't missed you after all this time
But we've been apart too long to rewind
I know this may sound stupid but I still have hope
But these dreams of you do make me mope
I can't even tell anyone how much I miss you and it's sad
The time and emotions that I put into you sometimes makes me mad
I've never been more open with a person like I was with you
When you said right person wrong time I believed it was true
When you kissed my forehead and promised me you'd leave her for me
I believed in everything we could be
But the funny thing is that promise never came true
Even though I put my entire heart into you
I won't tell a single lie I fell in love you had me shook
It was my heart you took
But when it got harder to vent
I started writing you poems and you understood what my words really meant
I remember when you said you couldn't go on and hurt me like this
I may have been hurt but to see you put me In total bliss
I wrote you a poem that I listed every emotion and feeling for you to see
I thought when you read it you would truly see me
But slowly in time I wanted you more and more
And you just couldn't open the door
I remember when you said I knew what I signed up for when we started this thing
But I didn't imagine it to be just a winter fling
I didn't talk to you for weeks my heart  cracked
Hurting so bad To my ex I ran right back
Cried to her about how much I wanted you and how hurt I was
When she asked why you ain't want me all I could s ay was because....
Lenora
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Lenora  23/F/Unconscious Mind
(23/F/Unconscious Mind)   
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