I’m writing you this letter, you may or may not read.
Whether
for worse or for better, you may have been my dream.
Not a dream
in the sense that you don’t exist,
But. I may have dreamt that
we met, I may have dreamt we kissed.
You looked too beautiful
on that day, if it really was.
Like a Princess gone astray to
fight a better cause.
Holding you is just as good, as holding the
world.
And if I’d held the world, I’d throw it in the air,
If
that’s what it takes to show you how much I care.
And if it
was for worse. Never did we kiss.
Then that’s what I strive for,
I strive to kiss your lips.
I’m writing you this letter, you
may or may not read.
Whether for worse or better, you may have
been my dream.