hell of a fantasy.

i hate this night.

i still have this stupid migraine.

and i didn’t sleep for very long.

and i woke so many times.

and i had piles of dreams.

too many.

and you haunted all of them.

you were everywhere.

and in one,

we held each other

and you didn’t leave.

that was the worst one of all.

it’s hard enough to deal with reality

without my subconscious

getting in the way.

i hate this night.

and im so tired.

and this migraine just doesn’t go.

maybe im finally dying.

i don’t think you dream

when youre dead.

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