My Dream

I had a dream that the thought of it brought a smile to my face,
I held onto the dream hoping that someday it would come true,
to my surprise the day the dream became a reality,
but then shortly after the dream came true it began to die,
it wasnt meant to be,
and it killed me inside to realize that,
I tried to hold onto it,
but it just kept slipping,
I thought that it was gone forever,
but then it came true again,
but only for an instance,
and just like the first time it died again,
and this time it hurt worse than the first,
and now I fear that if the dream comes true again and it dies,
I fear that I might die along with it,
if only I never had the dream of being able to kiss you.
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