
IX. d r e a m
When I look at you,
It's almost like I'm in a dream.
Like it's picture perfect.
But I'm far from that.
And so,
I have to leave.
Before I'm in to deep.
And I don't know,
If you feel the same way.
Like everything we have
In our short time together
Is all surreal.
Something that could never
Be real.
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