There are times when you want something so bad that You psyche yourself out. You close your eyes and that image comes rushing into your head.
Memories, snapshots, You name it.
I Wish i could Mix my Dreams into My Reality Like a magic potion.
Reality hurts like a fresh wound and my dreams are the painkillers.
You my love would make it go away , its like feeling nothing at all.
You are out there somewhere behind those doors that lie locked ahead of me. I have found u before and i know i will unlock that door again.
But For now just let me sleep, Because that's the only place i find u close to me.
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