Dream vs RealityÂ
Why must dreams feel so..real? What causes us to dream some of the things we dream of? Why is it so much better in my dreams? Because see in my dreams I'm with you...in reality...I'm not.In my dreams I'm kissing you in reality I'm not. See these dreams are playing with my emotions...One minute I'm dreaming that I'm. Walking on the beach with you holding hands a laughing... In reality I'm holding hands with my phone texting you good night. Cuz in my dreams I'm waking up and see your pretty face..in reality I'm waking up and lookin over to my right and see an empty place...mm in my dreams..girl in my dreams... You cooking me breakfast and bed and all that...in reality I'm at mc Donald's wondering where they put my hash brown at...hmm.. I'm my dreams I'm pleasuring you making your back arch ya toes curl make ya head back ya lip bite and everything...in reality you wake up gripping the bed because it felt so promising... In my dreams it's only me and you and no else around..in reality it's other trynna distract you from letting me hold you down...so see the dream world is something else and reality is too..but all these dreams turn into nightmares when I wake up and I'm realize that none of these things can happen...unless I'm with you! J.V ✌
J.V.DaPoet
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Dream VS RealityDream vs Reality Why must dreams feel so..real? What causes us to dream some of the things we dream of? Why is it so much better in my dreams? Because see in my dreams I'm with you...in reality...I'm not.In my dreams I'm kissing you in reality I'm not. See these dreams are playing with my emotions...One minute I'm dreaming that I'm. Walking on the beach with you holding hands a laughing... In reality I'm holding hands with my phone texting you good night. Cuz in my dreams I'm waking up and see your pretty face..in reality I'm waking up and lookin over to my right and see an empty place...mm in my dreams..girl in my dreams... You cooking me breakfast and bed and all that...in reality I'm at mc Donald's wondering where they put my hash brown at...hmm.. I'm my dreams I'm pleasuring you making your back arch ya toes curl make ya head back ya lip bite and everything...in reality you wake up gripping the bed because it felt so prom... |