...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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