I've always known you were just a dream,
When morning comes, only memories of you are left behind,
I want to think quietly,
To not forget you,
Write words about love and you,
How can such thoughts come from something unreal?
I turn on the lights at midnight,
But I can't stop these thoughts of you,
Dreams of love that make me miss you,
Someone that does not exist,
Every minute, Every second
How can I forget someone like you?
When I've almost forgotten you,
I fall asleep and
You visit me in my dreams.
How can I forget a dream?
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