A Dream

I dreamt of you

Being in your arms

Surrounded by you

The feel of your breath, your skin, your warmth

Then, I saw other women with you

Even though I longed for you

My heart ached for you

There were other women

It was like I had never known you

Like there never was an us.

Never was a ring you designed for me

Where two bands of metal are united

By a rock.

Like we were never.

It felt as though you were never mine.

Like 11/11/11 never existed.

Like you were a dream, that never came true.

And so I turned away from you.

From sharing you, from losing you.

From knowing you.

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About Valerie Christine

I have been writing since I was 13 and was published for the first time at the age of 14. Writing has always been a place to share, to be, to feel with no interruptions. No rules. No judgment. Every piece is like a photograph, a moment in time that only truly exists for that moment because there will never be another moment exactly like it. See, every moment is unique with many variables making it set apart from the next and the next. And so with words, as with pictures, we capture these moments. Like capturing a tear or a laugh or a snowflake. Because truly the only variable is change. And so in words I seek to capture and remember what inevitably shifts and changes. View all posts by Valerie Christine

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