Feeling

Sometimes.

Somtimes I have dreams of a passionate lover. I dream that we will go on walks and laugh at the little things.

We’d have dances. We’d play games. I’ve never had one before.

Somone who actually does love me back. I care too much. And then I get hurt.

Thoughts in my head. They go a skew.

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