Me and You

When I was younger I used to dream.

A dream of a future for you and me.

I used to dream that we were meant to be.

That you would be mine, and I would be yours.

But then days turn to weeks, turn to months, to years and I realized a dream is just a dream, and that's all it would be.

So with my failed dream, went my love for you.

Into a box with lost hopes, my memories of you stayed, never to be touch in the light of day.

Now I’m older, and no longer I dream. No longer I dream a future of you and me.