Reality Poem by Stone Meyers

I have to accept mere reality,
that in this place called city
Only once, you will see your prince charming
and only once will he look at you, his eyes flaming

The same case with Gerald and me,
he looks at me annoyed or angry,
and as if it wasn't me,
or pretend he doesn't care and don't have eyes to see,

The girl here is in- love with him
he loving me is just another dream,
another great fairytale and fantasy,
but still why can't he love me?