I have pondered countless times
The many ways to tell you this,
But the pain and fear of unrequited love
Left me frozen in place.
Tell me I am not too late.
Tell me we are not just skating on thin ice.
Time feels frozen.
Pinch me.
If I count my fingers, will I see ten or eleven?
Do I need to 'chill' and think of a door to dream a better dream?
Time has frozen.
Tell me I am not too late, tell me.
Tell me we can still thaw this out,
That dreams within dreams are unnecessary,
Because we are living a dream.
Our dream.
You and me,
Forever.
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