I couldn't get onto the computer, so I wrote in my notebook, late last night. It doesn't really make much sense, but I thought it did at the time. Maybe it will make sense to you.
When I fall asleep,
All I want to dream about is you.
Because in my dreams,
We can be anything we want to be.
And every hour feels like days.
You cut through all the bullshit and
Let my mind do what it really wants to.
You make it all worth it.
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