So, I stare out my window,
The fairy-tales of before,
Creeping back into my head,
Pleasantly.

Should I let myself get drifted away,
And lost again in such dreams?
Would it be me repeating my ignorance,
Or trusting in something,
The best thing I've found?
That will repair and save,
Those dreams from before?

My thoughts cut off abruptly.
I think
"Its to late,
	I already love him"

This means I WILL fall into this again,
I WILL give my all to him,
			and I WILL
Day dream of the impossible.
				Again.

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Now a new light shines,
		A thousant times brighter,
Than the one before,

I lay still broken,
And wonder what it could want with me?
This now useless, tortured soul.

But now that its here,
Now that time is passed,

I'm the happiest I've been, in over a year.

Why would I ever want to leave,
Something so true, trustworthy,
Something I've always wanted
Wished and hoped for.

Why would I ever leave something so perfect?

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I read a text,
I smile, or I laugh,
Because everything you say,
are the perfect words,
At the perfect time,

I look out the bus window,
And preform my daily ritual,
Staring at the brilliant sky,
And thinking of the, impossible dreams,
You seem to fill my head with,

I once believed the impossible,
My own fault,
Believing in something untrue,

It was crushed,
		Proven wrong.
And made me feel ignorant,
		Trusting in something so young.