| I spoke too soon, it seems, for you made a home in my dreams.
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| While I slept you kept running yourself through my head,
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| Like, «I won’t be dead yet."I said, «You don’t understand.
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| We had no control. |
| They stole it; |
| love’s been so unfair to me.»
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| «But see, boy, that’s my point. |
| You must move on.»
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| Then felt her ghost move in me.
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| I heard her voice call out my name but this time it faded out — away.
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| «I'll bury it today.»
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| So I breathed her name out into a cold, cold room,
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| Watched her ghost ascend the walls and then dissolve,
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| «This time I choose to let her go.
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| I will not let my fear become the only world I’ve ever known.
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| I know my heart, kiss my mouth, set me free — I’ve wounds to mend.
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| And we’ll be more than friends, my dear;
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| I fear I’ve changed my mind again.»
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| «But boy, you’re too late. |
| Oh, God, it’s too late.» |