i am your dream girl, the girl who reminds you how to love again. how to stand on both legs and walk again. i saw the potential in you and all i did was coax it out. stood proud with tears in my eyes when you were finally strong enough to leap so far away from me and onto the next person in your life.
the girl who is loved by many but none truly get to know. i am always your love interest. your crush. i am here to help you grow and see parts of yourself that are so beautiful. i am your sun, stars, and moon, so perfect and mysterious to observe from a far because once they got to know my secrets they got bored.
i am the girl people write about in their journals and on the backs of their hand. someone poetry greets as an old friend. i live in your dairy pages alongside your prose praising autumn weather and tales of grandmas birthday dinner. you will write about my touch with words strung together by our interlaced fingers. the way i make you feel will be documented with your favorite fountain pen, dipped in black ink that was tinted with the memory of my voice.
the girl you will use as your temporary home, i will make you feel better. stay for a while, as i mend your bones and patch your mind with my handcrafted remedies. i go to work with the intention of love while you use my kiss to distract yourself from your parents and home life. here i am to protect you, i will bring you food and give you water from my own supply as i wither away trying to provide you some sort of stability.
how many dreams you will have of me. picturesque variations of me holding your hand on a beach, in a bookstore, in your room, my eyes locked on yours as i search for some sort of connection my soul still yearns for and you keep denying me.
maybe tomorrow.
or the next day.
hopefully someday.
i get passed along to the next player. my lessons are approved of and recommended by everyone. i am sure to be the best love you’ve had. my accommodations are always rearranged for the next occupant. i will mold myself into exactly what you need when you need it. i will change your life. i am your dream girl.
here to wipe away the tears while i hold in my own. tell you everything you want to hear with a thick coating of sugar. god–when will it finally melt in your mouth? when you realize we are not standing in a tower and you are not the hero. the ivy is crawling up my legs and flowers are growing under my nails from this prison cell of a fairytale. i need out of this dream world. otherwise dream girl will set fire to your heart, home, and wings, you will not get the chance to fly.