had our plans worked out
we would've graduated
college by now.
you would've asked my
parents for my hand
right now.
we'd be living the dream
that we used to share.
to love each other the way our
parents used to love each other.
a dream to start a
family of our own.
to build it differently the
way our parents did.
to be happy and content
with each other's love
and warmth.
YOU ARE READING
Hey Mickey,
Teen FictionHey Mickey, I don't know why but whenever I'm in a deep thought or some tragedy is happening in my life or maybe even just because I feel sad, it's you who I talk to in my head. It's you who I pour my heart and soul into.
