Souhaits

Its never been this way
Never could it be
As we would dance
Make magic words
Stare off into such futures
Bliss affections induced
Then it all aligns
All would be perfect,
Could be this dream.

Nonetheless, We,
We have fallen.
And I, I have stared
Passed these dreams
To the future of us
I would love to pretend
What the light doesnt show
Does not exist
But these eyes, Mine
They have become too dark
Soul too soiled
And mind,
Too ailed.

So this fairytale,
Forever and ever,
What happens when its done
The music stops
The magic words vacant
And we are left,
To be content,
With wistful daydreams.