my poetry diary.

~what i dream of~

I dream of a love that cannot be,

roses and letters that are just for me

I dream of a world so unlike mine, 

where loves unaffected by distance or time

I dream of a day that's far from now,

never having to ask why or how

I dream for 'the one' they all tell me is out there,

where if not here where is that somewhere

I dream of  a love that cannot be,

tulips and eyes that only see me

I dream of a world that doesn't exist, 

where love isn't bought but given freely as a gift

Behind the Poem :

Ever fell out of love? It wasn't meant to be no matter how much you thought you loved them? This is my fantasy world, where love isn't affected by all the possible obstacles and fears. It's as easy as dreaming. "If the world was ending." Inspiration.