Dreams

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This shall be an untold story for evermore.

But through the years I drowned with my tears.

Even now I still don't know why this past scene hunts me in my dreams.

At this time I dreamed about you after every time I looked in your beautiful eyes.

After everytime you talked with me I forgot my suroundings.

I always wished you and me could be a dream.

A dream in which...

...I could always be near to you.

...I could feel your sweet and warm breath of you.

...I could share the feelings I had for you.

...I could hold your soft and gentle hands and never let loose of you.

Though we never ever could be together.

Why?, you're asking.

Because you were happy with another dream.

And I? 

I was just the guy who dreamed your dreams.

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