maladaptive daydreaming    

I had a dream where you appeared in my room

                                                                             in the corner furthest from the door.

You never looked so good in life

but here you made me gawk–

then I thought

even in this world

you’d never step foot in here again

but there you are as bright as ever

grinning in

                   my room to

                   my face         saying you’ve missed being

                   my friend

and that’s when I knew for certain it was a dream

because the real you wouldn’t

dare admit that.

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