I had a dream of you and me
walking on the beach hand in hand
I was yours and you were mine
As far as I could see
our footprints trailed behind
unmarred by the swirling sands of time
But when I woke
and the dream broke
At first I was a mess
left with an emptiness
Then it felt bittersweet
as my tears kissed the sheet
heartbroken, all alone
feathered edges of such dreams gone
Yet my strength hasn't left
as it has before
I'm still here, I'm still me
So I'll let it go, and let things be
New motto...que sera sera. What will be, will be.
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