Monday, December 23, 2019

the soured dream

i'll never see her again.

i'll never look into her eyes.
there are no
pictures,
no reminders, no things
left behind.

i'll never be in the same room
with her and feel that cold air.

i'll never
touch her reptilian skin,
or hold her. listen
to her lies.

the miles are few between us,
but in truth

it's an ocean, deep and wide
that will keep
us apart forever.

i'll never see her again.

in time,
the fading will be
complete,

she'll disappear like a soured
dream from
the attic of my mind.

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