Dreams.
Dreams are funny things.
Thing that you can either make up or maybe they're omens of the future.
We just can't tell the difference between the two of them.
Or can we?
When I was 3 I dreamed of fairytales.
A prince and a princess.
A unicorn and a pixie.
These dreams won't come true, can they?
When I was 7 I dreamed of my parents getting back together.
A happy little family.
Something everyone else had.
These dreams aren't real, are they?
When I was 12 I dreamed of falling for some gorgeous guy.
Someone who would sweep me off my feet every second of the day.
A reason to be wanted.
They won't happen, will they?
When I was 13 I dreamed of throwing myself off a bridge.
A way to escape my hell.
A way to die.
It didn't happen, did it?
2 days ago I dreamed of having her near me.
I wanted her to be mine.
I wanted her to make me feel wanted once more.
Shit happens, doesn't it?
Last night she was sleeping beside me.
This morning she kissed my cheek before I left.
A dream I won't achieve because she belongs to someone else.
My dream crumbled to dust, didn't it?
Dreams only come to the people to strive for them.
Not the unlucky ones like me.
See this dream I have right now, won't come true.
Only because the person who is my dream, doesn't feel the same for me.
Thing that you can either make up or maybe they're omens of the future.
We just can't tell the difference between the two of them.
Or can we?
When I was 3 I dreamed of fairytales.
A prince and a princess.
A unicorn and a pixie.
These dreams won't come true, can they?
When I was 7 I dreamed of my parents getting back together.
A happy little family.
Something everyone else had.
These dreams aren't real, are they?
When I was 12 I dreamed of falling for some gorgeous guy.
Someone who would sweep me off my feet every second of the day.
A reason to be wanted.
They won't happen, will they?
When I was 13 I dreamed of throwing myself off a bridge.
A way to escape my hell.
A way to die.
It didn't happen, did it?
2 days ago I dreamed of having her near me.
I wanted her to be mine.
I wanted her to make me feel wanted once more.
Shit happens, doesn't it?
Last night she was sleeping beside me.
This morning she kissed my cheek before I left.
A dream I won't achieve because she belongs to someone else.
My dream crumbled to dust, didn't it?
Dreams only come to the people to strive for them.
Not the unlucky ones like me.
See this dream I have right now, won't come true.
Only because the person who is my dream, doesn't feel the same for me.
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First here's a quick summary of those hears in my life. 3 years old I was a happy child who you couldn't wipe the smile off her face.
7 years old my parents had been divorced since I was 5 and I wanted them to get back together.
12 years old I fell for a guy in Texas (who ultimately made a fool of me) he also broke my heart 4 times.
13 years old I was suicidal and I just wanted to die. Some days I'm still like that.
Now, this is about the girl that I have a crush on. She has a boyfriend and she doesn't feel anything for me, but she knows how to make me smile and to make me happy. She's my best friend and we'll never be nothing more.
Dreams are strange things.