When I'm laying down
in our bed,
I'm thinking
about us.
About all the time
we have spent together.
— I miss this.
About all the kisses
we gave each other.
— I miss this.
About all the hickeys you left on my neck,
telling me that I'm yours.
Telling me that you are only mine and no one else's.
— Lies.
But
Your lies were just beautiful dreams.
That now turned into nightmares.
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