the reality of irony

i wrote this when i was younger and i guess i didn't know better. looking back this poem shows how naive i was and how idealistic and pure my thoughts of love were.

When I was younger
I used to make a blunder
I thought there was this certain guy
That would always make me sigh

He would be my prince charming
And he would always see me as dazzling
We'll ride his white horse into the night
And nothing would be better than our sight

As it turned out my illusions are untrue
I realized thinking like such is too taboo
So I dwelt on the matter for a minute or so
Then decided that there's no point in feeling low

Now I met this guy and fell for him
He is nothing like the prince I used to dream
He's rough and tough and rarely does he seem
Like someone who in love you would care deem

The funny part in this case seems to lie
In the fact that in the past I would have died
How funny love can just turn out to be
What a change it makes when it happens in reality.

Author's Note

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[*~Imperfectly Me~*]

I love dreams like that.... prince charming and happily ever after was true... i know in my dream there was a vampire who would kidnap me but the reason he did so was cause he was in love with me and because a werewolf was trying to kill me so he was protecting me... and we'd fall inlove and all would be good... ah... good memories...

I really like how you started out with the dream and switched to reality in the end it shows progression and how veiws change over the years... but i will never give up on love or finding my vampire.... Great Poem!

[BJC]

White horses exist and love is real. If anyone tells me love is dead, I tell 'em they're dreaming.