Dream
I use to dream
Dream about this perfect image
image the perfect life,with the perfect guy
The perfect guy,would make me feel something i've never felt before.
I use to dream about ¨him¨
Dream about how He would make me fall in love with just one little glance
I use to dream about how funny and nice he would be
And how he would never stop caring about me
now and forever.
I use to dream on how his bright blue eyes would sweep me off my feet
Use to dream how tall he would be
How charming he´d be one day.
Years and years of only dreaming
Years of wishing.
But one day my dream became a reality!
I thought most dreams were supposed to stay up in the clouds
Years of dreaming,years of reaching and wishing.
It all became a reality!
Dreams aren't always supposed to stay in your mind
Dreams aren't always meant to stay high up in the clouds now are they?
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