Memory To Fantasy Poem by Amanda Broomhall

i could sit around forever,
just to tell you how i feel.
i can sit around contemplating,
if this love is real.
endless words to describe my pain,
hiding it inside, if i could have my way..
ive cried a thousand tears,
stll mourning after all these years.
loving you unconditionally,
praying, one day youd love me.
knowing youre the reason for this memory.
knowing somehow,
you need me.
to be in my past, ever present in my mind,
grasping for a future thats so far behind.
wanting only to be happy,
for you, for me,
letting go of what could only be..
a fantasy.