What can be is not what it is,
And what’s possible is not the present.
Things we can do is not how we act,
And what we can be is not who we are.
It’s all in my head, my heart, my deepest desires,
And I long for you to see the love I have,
To accept it, cherish it, and nurture it into,
This sweet romantic dream I have,
Of us, interacting, laughing, and spending
our lives together, holding hands as we go ahead,
Dreaming, smiling, and reminiscing
of many yesterdays we will have,
Making pleasant memories every day,
As we live up to the life we have.
I am too lost in the dream of us,
To see everything that is real,
To realize my dreams are not yours,
And the little hope I have isn’t real.
To see what you want isn’t with me,
And you don’t like me as I like you,
And to think that I am dreaming all alone
Of making a home where it’s me and you,
Together.
I’m tired of hurting in this situation,
Waiting on, liking, and missing you so much,
But what we can be, always stops me,
From going ahead and putting an end to us,
But maybe it’s time to let you go,
And accept my fear of losing you,
And face the worst that I am afraid of,
Step into the darkness that life is without you.
I had been torn between loving and leaving you,
But it’s about time I stop waiting on you,
To love me back,
Like I love you.
