As the days pass I am with my certain someone. The one I am supposed to love
cherish. I can't help but to feel incomplete. I am trapped in a house of glass,
and I must not let it shatter. So true thoughts are hidden behind closed doors.
Huh, my true love or so it seems.
My nights are treasured, but yet they are swift. I welcome slumber... I
welcome you. The one who takes my breath away. I long to be held in your arms.
My love who comes to me in so many dreams.
From A Friend
So I'll see you in my dreams.
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