I still see you in my dreams

I still see you in my dreams

A Poem by Nathan Mann

Do you ever wish that I would stop loving you,
because I sure do.
When you said you'd love me forever, maybe it was true,
because every night is June, and I'm laying next to you.
Your love feels so real, even though when I open my eyes it goes.
It's nights like these, that lead me to believe, you'll make good on that forever as soon as I can keep my eyes closed.
Maybe I'm wrong, but so is everything else, since you've been gone.

© 2015 Nathan Mann


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Sad is the taste of fleeing heart- I admit to the self guilt of treading in theses waters, I owned the most magnificent of stars and I cast her out in the galaxy of of unaware. Even this very day I don't fade into dream and her not vist though the botom of a well stout burbon helps
"It's nights like these, that lead me to believe, you'll make good on that forever as soon as I can keep my eyes closed for that long." I feel this will flow better if you were to omit "for that long"

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Sad is the taste of fleeing heart- I admit to the self guilt of treading in theses waters, I owned the most magnificent of stars and I cast her out in the galaxy of of unaware. Even this very day I don't fade into dream and her not vist though the botom of a well stout burbon helps
"It's nights like these, that lead me to believe, you'll make good on that forever as soon as I can keep my eyes closed for that long." I feel this will flow better if you were to omit "for that long"

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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9 Years Ago

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