I might have dreamt,
wondering if we ever could be
lovers or friends.
But I knew it would be impossible
to fulfill what I once felt
maybe because of doubts, of what ifs
things that were so pointless,
and yet they have stopped me from living.
When would I cross over to a new life?
When would I start believing it?
Copyright@2006 Michelle Carreiro
Enviado por Michelle Carreiro em 27/09/2006
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