Dreams

All my past mistakes
Come back to haunt
But only whatifs
And nothing more

In my dreams
In my mind
Is it you I miss
Or what could have been

Vivid but blurry
Distorted yet clear
What do I want
That I am not sure

If I could turn back time
To the fork in the path
Would I have changed my mind?
But probably, maybe definitely, not

There is a gentle breeze
I feel you in the air
There is a storm approaching
And there I find you, as well

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