Voices carry on faintly
as I drift away
and the lights flicker
meaning you’re here to stay
so I wait for the words
that will guide my way
hoping that tomorrow
will somehow be okay.

I know you’re not real,
but then maybe you are,
since my mind can’t be trusted
and my memory is marred.

Time stands still
and I drift away
as I think fondly about
the way you looked that day
and I remember how,
how I asked to stay
and you told me tomorrow
it will all be okay.

© Autumn Siders 2017

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