you were in my dream.
when all i had was a jacket,
and you were across the room.
in a way, you chose me.
and i reciprocated, because that's
what i do.
you confuse me.
suprise me.
and i like it,
i guess.
what is this?
a poem?
an unopened letter?
an unanswered prayer?
whatever it is,
it probably is not to who you think it is for
so deal with that
while i pray for more.
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