Thinking of You

I was sat on the stairs, thinking of you,

And how my life would change if dreams came true.

You, further away than the furthest star,

You, more out of reach than Venus or Mars.

You, in space, where all my hope goes to hide

Miles away at the front of my mind.

Only ever seen on the darkest night -

Then off you run, like a trick of the light.

Here and then gone in the blink of an eye

Like a candle in the wind; live and die.

I keep us at arms length. It's for the best,

You must have heard stories and know what's next?

On a different page, then different chapters,

And slowly but surely, it would break us.

The blurb would show less than a light in fog,

And just make for an awkward epilogue.

Even that's too good to be true. Come on,

I said you felt nothing, I wasn't wrong.

I know that it's worth it because you mean 

Everything to me. Living in my dreams

Where I am happy in a fantasy.

Watching me and you swimming in a sea,

Together, like we were supposed to be.

Living and loving, happy and carefree

I could be all you need. You're all I've got.

And I would be with you. But I'm not.

I'm just sat on the stairs, thinking of you,

And how my life would change if dreams came true.

~ Willow Craven