You made a wish And you told me a secret That forever changed us. Then life happened And you made another wish, To know me better. But the thing about wishes Is that they never come true.
You were the wisher And the thing about wishes Is that when you wish on emotions Everything goes wrong, And then the magic goes away. The thing about wishes Is that you have to give something up To make these wishes come true.
You were the wisher And I was a dreamer, And the difference between us Is that that dreaming is believing And wishing is wanting. Dreams are for the mind, And wishes are for greed.
I am a dreamer with an imagination You are a wisher with needs, I could never fulfill
I am a dreamer Who's dreams Didn't need a guy like you
a poem for the first boy who ever told me "i love you"