I used to dream a lot or rather I used to share my dreams. I love to dream...it made me free...it made me see all aspects of life and emotions that I don't experience in reality. Somehow lately I've gotten to the point where I'm scared to dream and scared of my dreams. Reality is safer than another world where I may be happier. It's because I always see you in my dreams. How is that supposed to make me feel? What am I supposed to think of it? Dreaming and waking up without you next to me. Well do dreams come true? If they do, I'll gladly dream again.
This has been an exercise in creative writing by the twitterer
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