I set my sights
On the impossible
Stumble and trip
Along the way to the top
But I believe
in once upon a love
There were letters burned
With your name written on the front
Of beaten envelopes
But I only practiced an ancient art
Of being typical
Who knows what original is anymore
And, man, we loved so hard
It hurt
But we were the secret
Everyone knew
And I remember trying to be realistic
And failing miserably
Even so far from a truth
I could never deny
I would’ve sold a whispered wish
If it helped over come a past
That was right up there with dreams
Of a future
That wouldn’t be
And you always smiled
Even though you knew
I was scraping my knees
All over your porcelain floors
Cause I never was good at walking
Beside my shadow
Or next to an angel
And I used to think that’s how Saints went
Until I learned religion
Was just for believers
Of once upon a time
And I remember calling you
In the dark
Stumbling over the wet grass
On winter nights
With bare feet
Because I wanted to be intense
Because I wanted to erase the pain
Because I wanted to gain
Some of those things I gave away
I gave away when I started to believe
In once upon a love
In you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem