I could have written this poem myself. 
It's a reoccurring dream I have.  
I know that it is real. 
I know that it happened. 
But it lives now only in memory.  
Always bringing a smile to my face.
I try not to think about this dream.
Though it reminds me of a happier time, a beautiful moment;
It also reminds me that the moment has passed.  
I'm in a different time, 
a different place, 
under different circumstances. 
I will always love and cherish this dream. 
I will remember the kisses.
I will always fear it.
Till next time,
~T.L. Gray

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