A wish

(written February 1, 2009)

Like a rock in my stomach I feel
the love you felt for me
And my love turns to ashes
on my tongue.

We were happy once, weren't we?
Once upon a dream...
Was that all it was?

A wish.
Wishful thinking.
Wishing for a you that never existed.
Wishing for a me that could love you.
But that rock in my stomach is too hard to digest
And the ashes on my tongue make it hard
to voice a plea, let alone a song.

A song of love.
A dream.
A wish.
Is that all you were?