Over
When this is over
I will finally get to say
How much you really mean to me
And why you should stay
We will laugh like old times
It will be just you and me
Joke about old memories
And what we used to see
You will say good night and kiss me
On my little cheek
You will hold me tight and whisper
"You are my little sweet"
When I finally wake
From my little nightmare
I will look around and realize
You were never even there
It was all an illusion
You are still in your grave
That women will always be in my heart
the one that told me to be brave!
Copyright © Autumn Bell | Year Posted 2016
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