Wishful Thinking
I cried today
on your pillow
on your sheets
remembering the happy times
when i could still fantasize
of a wedding dress
and a cake near four feet high
of smiles that weren't forced
and caresses that were sincere
I'm crying again because I know those days are gone
and I realized just how much I missed the days when you would kiss me and tell me you loved me
I had never felt so free
I could have done anything
Especially when I thought you meant it