Nightmare

How quickly this dream has ended.

I guess I'll get over it, there's no point regretting it.

Maybe I should roll over, die, and forget it.

However, this dream now a nightmare is all I have to make me happy, no matter how lonely it may seem.

She has everything that I've ever wanted in a woman. I have nothing that she's ever wanted in a man.

My boring life contains very little.

I could never make her as happy as she is right now.
Who am I?

I bet she'd rather die than share one minute of her life with me.

If I could see myself through her eyes for one day... I bet that I would feel the same way.

© Thomas Joseph Pellegrini