I was with someone, it was a dream, it felt so good.
I thought it was a person I met in this life but not.
Not the one I thought it was, just very similar.
I write it as it comes out and it usually fits.
Or I have to change it a little to make it.
Not sure if I deserve to be with one.
Not in this life I thought I did.
I'd be happy not to now.
Because I fucked up.
I can't forget it.
Forgive me.
Love.
x
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