journal · poetry

A Dream

I dreamed that we were one,
but we are separate.
I dreamed that we were found,
but we are lost.
I dreamed that you were happy
I dreamed that you were free
I dreamed that you were finally
the you
you were with me.
But I know you are not happy,
and although you might be free,
I know that you are never
meant, again, to be with me.
And it’s time to cast this dream
into the sea.
…don’t you agree?

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