Dreams

The boy I always look at

Loves to draw, loves to paint

And so one day I was surprised to see him

To paint my picture, my portrait

He always tease me, 

Say lines that sometimes are cheesy

I am always fascinated by how he look

Just like the character of my favorite book

He holds my hand, kisses me

He hugs me, makes me happy

He seem to get the best out of me

Just like my favorite story

We seem to have a happy ending

---But fictional it seems

    I woke up and realize,

    It was all a dream.