Dream

You.
Me.
Perfection.

It feels so good to be in your arms.
The taste of your lips,
A feeling I cant explain.

When I'm with you,
nothing seems to be the same.

I'm on cloud nine-
scratch that-
fifty two.

Nothing or no one can describe how I feel for you.

I am overwhelmed,
consumed by this love.

So i guess,
that's why I didn't notice.
I understand why,
I couldn't see it.

See the way,
she looked at you,
the way you looked at her.

So, it was a complete shock to me,
to find you & her together,
@ the place you swore was ours,
doing things you said where just for me.

Wow!
You are such a liar.
& I guess I'm such a dreamer,
cause even though the love I felt for you was real
the one you had for me must have been make believe...

Oh, what a beautiful dream.

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