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Dear JL Jr.

Id like to take the time to say,
 
sometimes just sometimes
id like to finally get out of my head
these non-distant DREAMS of you and I  
watching Power, eating take out in bed
waking up together: eggs, bacon, dark roast in my cup
kissing on your lips, before you work yourself up
Cubs game at Wrigley's, Portillos beef & cheese
topsy-turvy on the mattress
soul jerking gripped sheets
 
time goes on  
leaves have fallen
winter approaches
we grow cold
this we can see
I cheat on you
you lie to me
lets stop this and come clean
 
"Baby, im sor..."
 
Fuck, as im interrupted from the IPhone sound of the Bulletin... im up
I cant finish my DREAM
 
maybe just maybe we weren't meant to be!
KAILYN
Written by KAILYN
Published | Edited 13th Sep 2021
Author's Note
Fantasy can often feel like reality... or maybe its just your truth...
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