Late at night
on my computer,
Waiting for my knight
who'll save me from from the gutter.

I think of all my memories
I think of all the heart-fluttering moments
The way he lifted me up from my agonies
The way he stayed patient,
As I spilled my heart out

I think of the park with its swings,
The breeze in the air that smelled of pine trees and grass
How that day you've given me wings
And taught me to live and last.

I think of the way he tells me I am his strength
and the way I respond by telling him
He has the strongest heart and will reach great length
That I have been nothing but grim.

I think of all my memories that brings a smile forth to my face
But I'm being drawn back to reality as the familiar ring of the IM goes on
I open my eyes from the long embrace
of the world that has withdrawn me
And continue living
Never forgetting
This dream that I have fallen into....
 
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