The Worst Kind of DreamA Poem by Sarah Flanigan
The worst dreams
are the ones you have about loved ones who have already died. You wake up to the harsh realization that it was all just a dream. They are no longer here to hug and kiss, to hold your hand while the two of you stargaze You can no longer eat ice cream while watching Rent and complaining about exes, parents and life in general. And God, what you would give for one more day, one more hug, one more kiss, one more story, one more smile, one more song But they already left this world and they took a piece of you with them. © 2015 Sarah Flanigan |
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Added on June 20, 2015 Last Updated on June 20, 2015 AuthorSarah FlaniganTNAboutI'm an introverted bookworm. I tend to spend my days drinking far too much coffee and playing my ukulele too loudly. Life is strange and surreal, but also beautiful somehow. more..Writing
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