I was dreaming colours,
It was purple,
As far as I could remember,
And there was you,
I knew it was you all along,

They say, 
Dreams are mere interpretation of inner desire,

But it was so real,
I could still remember every little detail of it,
So vivid,
So hauntingly beautiful,
But then it was you,

I despise the fact that it was you.

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