Sunday 1120
Sunday 1120
I dreamed of you last night, dreamed that you were ready to leave her and come to me.
Dear God, my dreams are cruel.
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Tonight the you have not spoken to me at all
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I do not ever pray for you to leave her, oh no, I am too righteous for that; or superstitious, what have you.
I pray that you are happy. I pray that you find peace.
Most of all I pray that there is a resolution to this mess, sooner please, than later.
WHERE ARE YOU YOU ARE ALL I HAVE
Sunday 0001
To put a name on it, he is a what might have been, and now my childhood friend starts lingering at the edges of my mind, a dangerous habit as I've a tendency to fall for fantasies.
What might have been. I'll always wonder how it could have gone.