"I can’t get you out of my head
Despite all I’ve tried and said
What happened to us just being friends
Can’t we have that again
Sometimes you talk to me
And all I see is what we could be
You fill my dreams at night
And it feels wrong but still right
You mean so much to me
And that I know you see
Are you just using how much I care
To abuse me so, would you dare
If only dreams could come true
There would be a me and you
No, there would be an us
And I wouldn’t fight or fuss"
~Grace Marshall
From my poem, "Can You Tell Me What's Real?"
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