pixihalo

Faded Dreams. A sad reality, is when you know The obvious result, The sadness, That you actuallly show The tears that taste of salt Though what it is they dont know Hurts them even more It is then that they find out What could have been.. And more What should have been The altrernate life The enemy, the part, When they ask themselves What has become of me? So blind, that i do not ever see.. That she clings on.. Only to the memories, Of her vivid dreams To all that would have been And not, To only what she's seen And she places love in things Always left unseen And if ever you even doubted this, No.. Its not a dream