Never What We Dream

She's the one that I'll stay up for,

Just to hear her say goodnight,

I have heard it all before,

Simple words start taking flight,

Propelling airwaves of emotion,

The distance between us closes,

Closer than we have ever been,

Our hesitating lips hold familiar poses.

Take a picture so you don't have to remember,

And you can discard your memories,

Falling leaves of dropping dreams in November,

Standing alone, an empty road, with auburn clothed trees.

I can look but I can't love you, 

So fragile our desires,

Delicately held in high esteem,

But nothing is ever what we want,

Never what it seems,

Never what we dream.

A poem. 12th Grade