His arms wrap around a girl's waist.
They smile brightly at each other.
He bends down and presses his dark, full lips
to her pale ones.
Happiness exudes from them as they embrace.
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I wake up in a cold sweat.
The same dream, days in a row.
I can't get him out of my head, I miss him so much.
I roll over into the arms of a guy I vaguely know.
He's still sleeping, his bare chest peeking out from the sheets.
I get up quietly and grab my clothes. I dress and walk out into the cold wind.
The sweat on my skin from tonight's activities,
chilling me even more so with the wind.
The moon is out and full.
I think about him and if he's asleep with the girl he loves.
I hope he is.
At least, then, he's happy.
One of us deserves to be,
even if it's not me.
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