FADED DREAMS
Long conversations were the best moments I had with you.
The laughter, the openness, the jealousy of things that weren’t true.
We didn’t enter a relationship, but having you around was cool.
With each step, my fear was that I wasn’t made for you.
At the moment, the feelings were getting deeper.
It was hard to fight back, for I felt it was meant to be.
That last real discussion made me feel the feelings were mutual.
But now it's clearer that I was just the door you had to take to get your Golden key.
I'm drained and drastic, dreaming of moments with you all night.
Each lovely memory cuts deep and sharp in my heart, for it had to end.
Maybe, just maybe, without me, your future is bright.
But I’ll do well to support you, even if it's as a ghost friend.
