Sunday, August 26, 2007

Real

I stare up at the ceiling at night

Wondering if you are real

If you are out there

If you can see me

If you even know I exist.

They think its made up

They can't open thier minds

I know its possible

I know it could happen

Mabe your real

Or mabe your not

But until i die

I will search for you

Dream about you

And if I don't find you

I will die in denile

But if I do

I will die knowing the truth

Knowing that they were wrong

And I was right

I will hold you in my arms

Kiss you sweetly

Tenderly

Softly

Then I will die

Peacefully

Simply

Quitly

You were Real.

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