I want to tell him to leave poetry and fall in love with me, but I can't because I also breathe poetry.
I want to stop fantasizing and face our realities, I'm too afraid that what I feel isn't real.
Some days when I sleep and dream, I check my phone for your last message just to be sure it wasn't all in my head
I'm yet to decide if I really am in love with you and not the words we write to each other.
©Tamara
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