dreams

i wake up
cold sweat overwelms my body
it wasn't just last week
you held me in yours arms
telling me that you love me.
not just last week
that you kissed my forehead
called me your princess.
now i wake up alone.
reaching out for you
only to be dissapointed
and heartbroken
to see you're not reaching back
i wake up alone
from these horrifing nightmares
we once called a dream, a fairy tail
that we once called loved.

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