My Dream Ended

       And perhaps one day

we all dance to tune we wish.

     And perhaps one day

we all talk to the people we wish.

And perhaps one day

   we will sleep endlessly without a lurking shadow,

of that girl that walked away,

that opportunity that passed,

   a desire that grew tolerated to staying last.

Perhaps ... that day already passed.

Reviews

[Meriah]

I like the emotion in this poem and the message behind it :)