Reality

The times I wished,
you were mine.
We would walk together,
and your hand would touch mine.

It felt so good,
believing I was yours,
It felt so great,
I just couldn’t think straight.

Then I got hit,
with the sad truth of reality.
The despair I have had,
was making me sad.

I guess we will never be,
Im assuming I should flee,
leave you alone,
and just face reality.