there was a moment
not so very long ago
after the dreams became real
and not just pretty stories
where it was possible
justice was true
and she fell into your empty space
to fit the role you needed filled
blinded by possibility
shackled by love
held prisioner to perfect words
and a soul that could be seen
but not touched
there was a moment
not so very long ago
before the dreamer fell
for the last time
into the myth and mystery of romance
before it all came crashing down
before heartbreak became inevitable again
