Her Poem
I had a terrible nightmare but I didn’t mind.
It was the type of dream where I woke up teary eyed.
But I was fine.
As long as you were there for me to see from time to time.
It keeps intact the motivation that I’ve been hiding from behind.
Sometimes it even keeps my soul alive.
Hoping that one day, once again, atleast in my own dreams, you’d be mine.
I just never wanted to see you go.
That’s why now I’m wishing I was blind.
So I won’t have to see the thievery.
Because stealing you away from me is a crime.
Now that you’re in someone else’s arms and onto a different flow of things.
The princess in my love story has switched into a different show.
Loving you is all I know.
The clouds suddenly turned gray and I’ve lost my true identity.
Then I woke up to see it was a dream, how silly.
But then again you still aren’t with me.
Seems like reality agrees with fantasy but it just isn’t for me.
