In Another Life

Sometimes, just at any random moment, I wish you knew.
Because, right now, to keep it away from you, just kills me.
And I wish you could read my mind, just as I wish I could read yours.

It truly hurts more to know you feel hurt.
And I wish I could be the one to take it away.
To make you feel happier.
But it's all just a dream.

A dream that is secretly kept in this non-existent pocket.
A dream that could be crushed easily at any moment.
A dream that's never coming true.

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