Tuesday, June 07, 2016


...I dreamed of you again. 
It didn’t hurt like it used to, at least not after I woke up. 
This time when I opened my eyes there were no tears or sobs, just… silence.
In my dream I was still mourning you though… 

One day I’ll have to forgive myself for not being there for what should have been our last dinner together. A fact I know no one remembers, and yet I can't forget.

Written: 28.04.2016

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