Foolish Dreams

A Poem by Kira

I would like to think that you and me would end up togethr.
Riding away to the sunset, In our cute little buggy
Holding hands wishing forever would never end
The look of love and admiration written on our faces
The look to never fade

I would like to think I stand a chance
Against the odds
I would come out the winner of your love.
It would be you and me
On our honeymoon, not caring about what would await us as we returned

I would like to think you would care
That you would fall for me just like i fell for you
That you would confess everything and i confess back
That we would go against and beat all the odd.

But instead of ending up together,
Our sunset is the sweet night of lonliness
Our forever would never come
Our love struck faces were your laughter at me and the tears staining face
The look to remain the same.

But instead of winning,
The odds wouldnt be in my favor
I would be the loser and never see your love
It would be just me
It would be you and her
You and her on the honeymoon i once dreamed of.
Not a care of what awaits your return

Instead of you caring,
You pushed me to the side
I still fell for you
You had nothing to confess
I still confessed, as you laughed in my face again
There still werent any odds to beat
She already beat them.