Perchancetodream
It doesn't matter what you say,
I will love you anyway
love you as you turn to go
with another
and I know
you can't love me,
never will
I must take this bitter pill
wash it down with misery
glass of wishing
it could be
something other than
it seems
love that only thrives
in dreams.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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