Whats The Good?

What’s the good, of an amazing ten hour dream
When it can't become reality?
If the only way i can have you is in the depths of sleep,
I want to be summoned to an eternity of the subconscious,
Where i can hold you and kiss you
Laugh and smile with you,
Hold your hand and know you're mine
What’s the point of waking up to the coldness of truth
And the lack of your sweet embrace?

by Lily Espinosa

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This poem rang sweet truths