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There was once when I dreamed of the perfect one. With the character of an angel and a smile bright like the sun. I dreamt of the one that would make me feel again, a partner a lover one I can call friend. It was like a miracle when I found you, the thought that a prayer could really come true. Faith in one thing was to find a bieng that could give me a life and I give a ring. It all seemed to real like a fantasy true. Every day every laughter every second spent with you. Then you changed one day and began to be cold. The smiles went from real to eyes that’s would roll. What did I do what did I say. Was it me was it you i was truly confused . Then the day came that you said that you felt used. You told me you felt as if I didn’t care, you told me as if our relationship was bare. I began to think and then I understood. I loved the thought of you but I wasn’t true to you. I never showed you love or rarely a hug. You wanted more but I gave you little. You wanted me to hold you and laugh. You wanted my attention, emotions and all. But I thought too much about the dream that I wanted that the reality I had was soon forgotten. I lost you to ignorance and now it begins where I lay at night and dream again.