by J.J. Campbell
i often think
about staying
in bed with
you
holding you in
my arms
falling asleep
together
i've never felt
so peaceful in
my life
and to think i
may never get
to realize these
dreams
it darkens the
soul
a crisp spring
day marred by
a pop up
thunderstorm
it's not so much
the rain, it's the
plans that get
dashed
brushed aside
for another day
you can put on
the brave face
but we all know
that day never
comes
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