Your the glory that I can't attain,
Misleading roads took us to different endings,
I can't admit- I was aching,

I watch your steps faltering,
I can't do anything until you caved in,

The fruit of infatuations and obsessions,
Have broken my hearts and theirs,
I don't want me nor you to end this way,

I want you - but its not time and should remain hidden,
Your not ready- even if I am,
You will have to grow from reality not fantasy,
Later,we will know that we were meant to be.