Thursday, June 18, 2015

You came that night.

...it may have been when I was sleeping

In that imaginary world that translates reality to vision, in the unconscious mind. 

But you came...
...to me 

And it was like I knew what to do with you. 

Like we had been here before. 

Like this had happened and I knew just how to handle it and just what it took. 

And you knew exactly what I was doing and only had to be there

You just had to be there. 

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