I had dreams about you,
those dreams were either amazing or horrible,
I wished that the amazing dreams came true,
none of them did, but at least the horrible dreams didn't come true, sometimes.
I always wondered if you too had dreams about me,
I doubt it, but I wanted to ask about it,
but I was too afraid to know the true answer.
I don't think my dreams of you will ever come true, at least not with you, but maybe with someone else.
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