I want to sleep without dreams of you:
Sunshine, blue skies, morning dew.
I want to dream about other men as
Lovers, a husband or loyal friend.
I need to finally let you go.
You’ll never love me: this I know.
You tried to do your very best,
Now I’ll put the past to rest.
I’m going to sleep without dreams of you
As the knife on veins slices through.
The river of red flows without end:
No more dreams of you, my friend.
~*~
P.S. Rest in peace Elizabeth Edwards...you were classy and gracious until the end.
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