dreamer

she was a dreamer

always lost in her head

her dreams weren’t big

they weren’t too much to ask

no

they were often of falling asleep

with him beside her in bed

she dreamt of dancing in the kitchen

of him holding her hand

of him whispering I love you I love you

and

until she believed him 

he’d whisper it again

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