Dream

I had a dream. You were crying. Sad. Confused. Crying.

I held your hand. You looked so sad it breaks my heart.

Crying. Apologizing. So real it all seem.

I held you close. So familiar yet so distant.

"It's ok," I whispered. "Everything's going to be fine."

You were trying. Tears rolled down your eyes.

You held on to my hand. You held me close. It's all too familiar, yet so distant.

"Dear..." you whispered, with words I couldn't hear. Tears rolled down my eyes as I hug you goodbye.

I just hope that this is not a sign, and that you are fine.

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