flawed fairytale

I know you’re afraid
I can see it in your eyes
I can see the worry
the uncertainty
the anxiety that age brings

I know you’re not ready
I can tell by how you move
I can tell by the lies
the truths you try to cover
the angst that love brings

But, I know you love me
I can hear it in your voice
I can hear the desire
the passion
the hope of what could be

I know you’re a dreamer
I can see the vision you see
I can see the flawed fairytale
the future, maybe
one day, you and me.
— RAE
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