Daydreaming 

I don’t dream of you at all.
At night my thoughts rest,
from an entire day daydreaming of you.

Daily my stare sticks to the sunlight
glaring from the building sides,
and my brain sinks into my chest.

I don’t dream of you at all.
At night my thoughts rest,
before another day daydreaming of you.

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