A Poets Dream was the scheme when I jumped on the scene...I had a vision and it was he with me...♥
I searched high and low, to the deepest part of the bluest sea...and still God wouldn't let me find him...until it was meant to be.
I dream of him at night and even during the day...and with nothing but love and compassion in my heart...his name I can not wait to say.
But I yield to infatuation...because I know something pure and true will really take patience.
I've had my heart broken enough...but it didnt make me weak, it only made me tough. I love harder and stronger, even when the times get rough. Because when love is real, it can even heal. Heal the wounds from the past, from the promises broken and the lies that were told. I know a REAL man is waiting, to hold and console. Love me past my hurts and until I open up and love back with no control.
Without fear of pain, just being equally loved the same.
Because though right now, it may be a dream.. I know someone where out there.. he is waiting for me.
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