an old poem that i like a lot & just found

I simply wish that

you and I,

would get along, a sweet lullaby,

something soft and something sweet

something quiet, discreet.

I simply wish that

you and I,

could coexist in harmony.

But wishes never surface and

love is never real,

What is real? Life is real,

death is real, pain is surely real...

But who can say how it shall end?

It must be either enemy to enemy or

friend to friend.

For,

As complicated as it seems, it's possible

for you to like me too...although the barriers

exist create a doubt, a pain, something too...

cold.