Friday, September 12, 2008

Just A Dream

Be how you were,
When I loved you without the suffering.
Be how you were,
When you brushed your fingers on me.
Be how you were,
When we lived in our own world.
Be how you were,
When I was your favorite.
Be how you were,
When you said my name more than anyone else's.
Be how you were,
When you decided to accept me at my worst.
Be how you were,
When you reached down and pulled me out of hell.
Be how you were,
When we braved the world together.
Be how you were,
When you cared.

Be like in my dream, of how you used to be, when you said you were sorry, and you'd never wanted to hurt me. When you said you'd never wanted to make me cry. When you cared if you killed me inside. Be like in the dream, where you held me and apologized, and I accepted. Be my Jamie, the one I'm still in love with, even though he's stabbing me through with holes and leaving scars on my soul. Be the one I held back, and told, "I love you, my Jamie." Be my memories and my dreams again. Make me happy.

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