dear isaiah,
when may has come to an end
i knew i could never be your friend
what more if i had hoped to be your lover?
somehow i thought i could be your significant other
hopeful? no
delusional? perhaps
perhaps it was me and not you
i'm just a child with silly dreams
of being saved by my handsome prince
but you were no prince
they don't exist outside of fairytales
you are the summer that passes by
a shooting star crossing the night sky
you are a chase i can never catch
and no matter how long i wait
we both know these feelings won't last
so may you remain unattainable by me
may someone else find you as the prince they desire you to be.
♡
