J

I dream of you

Leaving you was the last thing I wanted
seeing you is the first thing I wished
It was a regular day
and I got the call
The summer became cold and the winter
I didn't feel nothing
Watching you die
was the last thing I did
I held your hand; The machine beeped
Tears fall from my eyes; each tear represents our love
Dreaming is hard now
seeing you laugh and cry
Seeing you smile again
Right by the ocean
It was like you was there again
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