The sensation of someone holding your hands,

The light but unmistakable grip,

The reverie of the long-lost burning desire,

The surreal presence of a much-loved companion,

Sitting right next to you,

It seemed so real.

And that sudden, cruel realization,

It could not possibly be real.

As it was certainly a dream,

And yet it seemed so real.

At times, there was a blurred face,

A gentle smile, a reassuring stance,

Casual laughter and muffled conversation,

Like an echo of unresolved misunderstanding,

Resurfacing itself in a dream.

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