I once had a dream
That I was in the kitchen
Of a Snow White House
And I was baking cookies
In the kitchen
That was scented like cinnamon
And the windows were open
Capturing the gentle autumn breeze
As I pulled the cookies off the rack
I turned around and smiled at you
The sound of children playing in our yard
Wrapped me in a warm pride
I reached out to grab your hand
But you faded away
And I awoke from my dream
You were always too perfect
You were just a dream
Something that could not remain with me
And when I finally opened my eyes
You went away
Perhaps forever
And the next time I close my eyes
Maybe I'll dream of something forever
So that this goodbye
Won't hurt so bad
But for now
I think I'll lie awake
So that I won't fall in love with a dream
One I cannot have
YOU ARE READING
To Those Whom I Once Loved
PoetryA bunch of poems written to various characters of whom were once loved ones you'd want to forget and others lost in time but not forgotten
