New Dreams

You’re really sweet to me,

But I can smell the alcohol

That’s polluting your breath.

I’m trying to decide

Whether or not I mind yet.

Every joke you make,

Every word you speak,

You may not remember

Tomorrow when you wake.

But I’ll remember it all,

All of the smiles

The butterflies

And the new dreams.

I’ll be memorising

And reminiscing everything

That you might forget.

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