If Dreams Came True (Poetry #11?)

If dreams came true… I would be with you. Just simply existing together. Romantic if we wanted, but together nonetheless

If dreams came true… you would love me and I would love you. Our feelings mutual, we would be unstoppable.

If dreams came true… you would be my first real kiss. It would magical, and I’d never want another person ever again.

If dreams came true… I wouldn’t cry like I do. At the thought of loving you. With no possibility of those feelings reciprocated

If dreams came true… I wouldn’t worry about such simple things, like the small things I do around you. And whether my breath is bad, or i’m annoying you.

If dreams came true… I would stop loving you. Because it would be easier for the both of us. Wouldn’t it? I would stop loving you. Or would I?

If dreams came true… we would be happy, together, and apart the same. Because we wouldnt be dependent upon one another… but really, truly happy.

If dreams came true… I wouldnt be here alone in my room thinking about you, wishing I could be closer to you.

If dreams came true… I would be next to you.

But dreams… they dont come true.

 I’m not next to you.

 We aren’t happy.

I still love you, and it kills me.

I worry about every little detail.

Tears flow constantly down my face.

We haven’t kissed and I doubt we ever will.

You don’t love me at least not in that way. I’m not with you, and what else am I to do…

When I woke up this morning from a dream of this happy life, I realized something. It hit me hard….

Even if dreams come true… I still wouldn’t have you because you may be my dream, but I am certainly not yours.