How
How could I be in love with an idea
With a dream that you exist
With a notion that you’d dream the same as me
How could I expect you the feel the rights more than the wrongs
With memories of what ifs
As if our meeting the way we did — meant something
How could I expect you to sacrifice your waking moments for me
To imagine what life would be like if life was us
How could I think that you’d want it too
When you walked away from me
When you ended our forever
And here I am, still dreaming
Still waiting
Still wondering when you’ll realize that you’re the only one I ever believed was meant for me
And I for you
How could I think all of this
When you never think of me
~lwa