my dreams miss you
I close my eyes and think
of the years I spent willing you
back to me.
I am still waiting.
my dreams are waiting too.
but, don’t you know this?
you always had proof of everything
so I am positive that
this is no different.
every night, you die
again
and every night,
I do too.
A Cornered Gurl 
“my dreams miss you” – what a powerful way to start the poem and the last stanza
“every night, you die
again
and every night,
I do too.”
is a perfect conclusion to the poem and echoes the longing of the first line beautifully. I love the tone you set in this entire piece, milady!
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Thank you very much, Tien!
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There’s tremendous power in your sparse choice of words.
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Barry, thank you, my friend. I did email you back, however, I shutdown that email. You can reach me at the email for ACG both here or Medium. It’s the same. 😊
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You always perfectly express your feelings, Tre. Beautifully done!
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I try to. I really do. Thank you, Kim. I am glad that you think so. 😊
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💙💙💙
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Your longing jumps off the page, Tre. Beautiful!
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Thank you, Mags.
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You’re so very welcome.
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Tre, you captured strong emotions here very well! It’s a haunting piece.
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Thank you very much, Kelsey. I truly appreciate your feedback here. 😊
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