Awoke this day
To feel you gone
Reached to say hello
And found a goodbye
And now I remember
You here sharing life
The pain of knowing
I am not loved
When did you stop
Did you ever begin
Did I create you
Dream you into being
Because I needed you
To be my lover
Did I make you
Into what you are not
I love you
You whispered to me
And I heard the words
Made them real
In my heart
I hear the words
With each tear
Coursing down my face
Was I always a friend
While another was your lover
You whisper, I love you
While embracing the loving
Of another
Now I die to the dream
That I was the One
Reaching to say goodbye
I said hello
To my dream of you
And it is gone
Once again
Sbec January 2000
To die--to sleep--No more;
and by a sleep to say we end The heartache, and the thousand
natural shocks That flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die--to sleep. To sleep--perchance to
dream ay, there's the rub!" Hamlet, Act III. Sc.I/William Shakespeare
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