Poetry

Those Night

That night
I woke up
Out of the nightmare.
Horrified, I sat
Looked next to me
And you were
In your sleep.
Beautiful that night was
You beside me
And nothing to
Worry about.

I miss those
Peaceful nights
Of You and Me.

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