From the verse of dreams I woke up,
Into reality, crying and all choked up,
With tears running down my face,
My thoughts graced with her face,
I hate her, I love her,,
I hate that I still love her,
Then the ego took over,
Its broken, unfixable, its over,
But these dreams are never ending,
What could’ve been my happy ending.
Posted on September 10, 2014, in Life and Experiences, Poetry and tagged break up, broken, drama, ego, end, eyes, face, fantasy, grace, happy ending, life, loss, love, reality, relationships, the end. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.