the other night I saw you,
I heard you speak to me,
I talked and chilled with you,
I was happy for that short time,
we were safe and in a good place,
it was me and the you I remember,
and there was you as a child,
memories keep coming back,
I can hear your voice but I can't,
I can see your face and then I can't stand,
the other night I saw you and spoke with you,
I no you are safe now,
safe in my dreams,
tucked away in the corners of my subconscience,
you will always be there,
if only in my dreams.
R.I.P. Misha |
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