A lost girl's poetry.

You.

You and her.
Her and you.
I always wonder if it's something you wish would come true.
That the shipping becomes a reality,
Or you could start a family.

You and me.
Me and you.
This is my fantasy.
I sit there hoping you think of me,
Hope that maybe we could be,
But then I see you pushed to her.
I see her shoved towards you.

And realise that this dream will never come true.