If daydreams could come true,
then I’d be the one sitting in your room
while your fingers lovingly caressed
the strings of my heart
If fantasies were granted to those like me,
then I would fall asleep next to you
while you wrote the notes of music
that gently awakened the hope within me.
If visions inside my head were to be real,
then I would be the one to see you as you are,
not as who you are seen as.
© Johanna Fugitt 2017