A dark hallway.
It is long and narrow.
I'm still affected by cupid's arrow.
I keep advancing.
There is never and end.
No upwards hill or sideways bend.
Stop and Stare.
There, appears my bed.
I don't run ; I stay instead.
Underneath lay our memories.
Little love notes and your silly drawings.
Nothing more now, than old belongings.
I presume it is here,
Where I stop to pull out the arrow,
Along the path so long and narrow.
Suddenly,
I hear your voice.
Don't want to listen but have no choice.
You say,
"Hello, I miss you dear.
I came back no need to fear."
There's something wrong.
This can't be real.
When did your heart learn to feel?
I scream back,
"You always did know how to lie.
When you left, love also died."
I violently woke.
Red numbers on the clock read 3:45.
"It was only a dream, love's still alive."
Monday, May 31, 2010
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