A faraway dream

I.

I am just your average girl.

I never stand out.

I dont have many friends.

I fell in love with you.

You.

You are one of the popular kids.

You are the campus heartthrob.

You are nice to everyone.

You and I became we.

We.

We started off awkward.

We only exchange greetings.

We slowly developed as time passes by.

We makes us.

Us.

Love is us.

The world is us.

Happiness is us.

But us is questioned by they.

They.

They look at us like we are impossible.

They laughed at us.

They were not happy with us.

They, I, You, We, Us. Gone.

They, I, You, Us. Gone

They interferred.

I, the average girl.

You, the campus heartthrob.

Us that almost happened.

Gone were the fantasy that almost became real.

Do dreams really come true?