Dreaming

She dreams of colors, bright but bold,
Of what life would be like down the road.
Dreams of love and happiness,
Never of what it's like to be lifeless.
The perfect picture of the perfect life,
With flawless friends without strife.
But she never thought of the possibilities
Of the price she'd pay for the happiness.
He's the one, the picture-perfect guy
Who sees all the happiness in her eyes.
He knows she's naive in all her bliss,
So he tries to ruin her happiness.
He'll say anything to make her like him even more
But underneath he would like nothing more
Than to tell her things that make sense
So that he could rob her of her innoscence.
She, so naive, believes every word
He says though it's all so obscure.
Everyday they spend together
Everyday, he longs more for her.
She plans for the day she gives him her love,
He plans only to ruin her view of true love.