I dreamt
it was next year
everyone I loved was there
tall chairs
light work
not reality
everyone
perfect
I woke up and I felt his love
butterfly wings against my cheek
the warmth of being near
wanting to be near
it felt like a fairytale
I woke up
and it can't be real
it's not.
Is that future
or fantasy?
My dread of math -
infinite.
Why must it be so complicated?
Math reasoning may be the authority on your scoring sheets
but it's not the boss of me.
Because there is no math reasoning.
I used to joke
you all were
friend-stealers
stealing him from me
I was
mostly kidding
guess what?
You didn't.
You couldn't.
Nothing could.
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