Nothing

You where mine, but only in my dreams, and I was yours, but only in your mind, as someone to adored you, and make you feel desirable, for that is as far as you would let it go, but I kept hanging on with dreams of what might be, someday, somewhere, somehow, if I could only wait until tomorrow, though I knew tomorrow would never come, yet still I kept on dreaming of the day and now that I admit it to myself, I can't even feel a sense of loss of something I never had, but in my wildest dreams, so let go I did, but of what I'm not really sure. When you have nothing, you have nothing to lose, therefore I guess that nothing was lost, so why is it that I now feel so hollow? Written September 10th, 2001 © on Oct 10 2001 04:47 AM PST   0 • 1