Evolution of a Memory

A thought.
In the endless array of all the thoughts,
came one about you.
As I think,
In they different ways i think,
i was thinking about you.
As i hope,
of all the things i hoped for,
i hoped to be with you.
A dream,
of all the past and future dreams,
i dreamed about my hope for you.
The reality,
of all things that are real,
is that I could not be with you.
A nightmare,
of all the bad things in this world,
is what my relationship is with you.





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