In my dreams, I’m running towards you
You’re just inches from my grasp
And as I almost reach you
I fall down, I collapse
In my dreams, I’m running towards you
I am always just so close
To being in your arms
To love
To have
To hold
In my dreams, I’m running towards you
But as I start to wake
The lines begin to blur
Between what’s real and what’s fake
In my dreams, I’m running towards you
Only to learn the truth
I am not the one running
This whole time
It was you
In my dreams, I’m running towards you
The truth - it’s in my bones
Even when I had you
I was always still
Alone
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Gail Fredricks
just someone learning, unlearning, and laughing through the chaos.
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