This.
This is just a dream,
A mirage that you've never seen.
This isn't about you,
Neither me or all humanity,
Since this is just a dream.
This is when I look at you,
Feeling kinda strange, a little bit blue,
And thinking about our own dream.
This is just a dream,
Though I hope it'll be real,
This is love.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryJust poems I'm writing. Some in french, some in english (though most in english).
