In my perfect dream,
I had a beautiful angel
that did love me,
and would put
no one above me.
She was my dream come true,
for I dared to dream so big.
So, I dreamt my dream til the day,
I saw her stand before me,
and I reached out for her hand.
Against all odds,
we found each one,
the other,
and our beautiful love,
it grew.
I held her always in my heart,
but the next thing that I knew,
is that dreamers who dream big,
all to often see,
the biggest of big heart aches,
just like this one in me.
So, here I am,
dreamer that I be,
eyes so full of tears
that I can barely see,
when I look in mirror,
and see staring back at me,
a reflection of a fool fooled,
by my very own dreams dreamt.
