You-
as in the proverbial "you"
everyone talks about when they day dream
of their soul-mate.
That feeling I have of-
I met you whilst dreaming.
I dream of you
but I've never met you.
I know you because of that
lingering sense of you.
I write about you
because I want you to be real.
The-
I can see you with my own two eyes;
I can feel your heartbeat against my cheek
kind of real.
You don't exist though;
because you are the man of my dreams.
My dreams are the only place
where we can be together.
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