Sunday, November 6, 2011

The Cold Beneath My Feet



Although I was asleep, it was far from a dream.

The distance there was exactly how it'd be.


We sat and talked but never really spoke,

I remember thinking I didn't know who I was sitting by

and on that note-


You got up to leave and I walked you to your car,

stood in my driveway no goodbye at all.


I remember being cold and seeing the snow on the ground,

you didn't even look back, didn't even make a sound.


When I woke up, I knew it was a dream

but I had an odd feeling that-

that's exactly how real life would be.

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