he says i'm the prettiest girl he's ever seen
he says i'm the sweetest girl he's ever meet
he says i must have come out of his dreams
dreams
he dreams...
about me?
i wonder why that is not enough
i wonder why i can't love him the way he loves me
she said come on now, don't you see?
i could never love you
the way you love me
though i knew from the start
the words from her mouth
were worse than i ever could have imagined
but with him
it's different
he gives me everything i could need
but he can't give me what i want
i had to tell him
i knew if i didn't it would hurt him worse
i had to tell him
that i don't dream of him
because i still dream
of you
YOU ARE READING
too late
Poetryjust a bunch of stuff i write when life's not so great. feel free to comment:)