Letter to a Dream
Dear Luke,
You were always my ‘what-if’
My ‘he’d never’
My dream
My fantasy
You were always the one I’d return to
The one I’d notice in a crowded room
The one I’d think of if there was no one else
The one who lasts
You were always so out of reach
So far from my social circle
So common in my memories
So beautiful in my dreams
You were always my prince charming
I daydreamed about you sweeping me off my feet
I wished you’d look at me and see me
I wanted you to notice what you never would
But now
I don’t.
And you aren’t.
This poem is about:
Me
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