grief
i had a dream we got in a silly little competition and a silly little argument i won but you didn't care in the end we were both on the ground laughing about it we saw a couple walk by with a little baby girl you smiled at me and said "they're beautiful" and then you told me you love me i woke up when i tried to move closer to you and found my bed empty god i hate grief i want to go back please let me go back
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