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In My Dreams

you’re bad for me, i know you’re bad for me
but i still love you

i love you not for who you are
but for who i wish that you could be

i love you in spite of the pain
i love you for the fleeting happiness you give me

i love you in the way that i stand at the edge of a balcony
staring longingly down at the ground

i love you in the way that my knuckles whiten as i clasp the wheel
daydreaming of flooring the gas and colliding into a tree

i love you like i’ve never loved before
i love you in the same way that i hate myself

the day you left me i downed a bottle of sleeping pills
but that’s okay, i always liked you better in my dreams






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