I could sleep for a thousand years

I could sleep for a thousand years.

And yet,

When I awoke

You would be the first thought,

The first waking dream.

You who will never be mine.

The story that was never told.

I could live for a thousand years

And your name would be on lips

With my dying breath.

Photo by Maddi Bazzocco on Unsplash

Writing prompt from Peter Wyn Mosey

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