We met at a coffee shop. I was so happy to see you. You were tall in a blue polo and my sneakers were white and perfect, not dirty at all. I hugged you and you held me and then we sat and I leaned my head on your shoulder. There was no talk of you leaving or  not being there anymore.

“dreams #2”

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