So he likes me
But not the guy of my dreams
Not what I want him to be
I know a dream is not real
And a fantasy can’t always turn into a reality
Yes he is nice to me
Not in person yet
So we haven’t really met
I mean he is close to what I prayed for
I thought I was specific enough
Okay let’s start this prayer over
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Pandora’s Burden
“My brother warned me to not accept gifts from the one who commissioned you,” said Epimetheus to the woman clad in silvery raiments standing at the entrance to the temple. Her silver tiara and the silver rings on her fingers and toes glinted in the firelight cast by torches set on either side of the doorway. Lingering in the shadows, beyond the reach of the flames as she was, he could not tell what she held in her hands. At first what appeared to be a box was perhaps a funerary urn, or maybe merely an apple.
By J. Otis Haas3 days ago in Fiction
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Nexr Time LOVE IS LIGHT NEVER GIVE UP HOPE HUGS
This poem touches on something many people experience but rarely admit out loud. Expectations, dreams, and reality don’t always line up perfectly, and that inner conversation you show here feels very real.