Dreaming about fairytales is better than a sad reality.
In a generation of situationships and what-ifs
I’m a hopeless romantic.
Laugh if you want—
Call it naive or cliché,
But I’d rather risk heartbreak
Than be someone’s “maybe someday.”
I know it’s foolish,
And probably out of reach.
I still believe in forever
And fairytale dreams.
Waiting for a love to come—
Certain and true,
Is better than settling
For a “well, I guess you’ll do.”

Patric Wallis • Nov 21, 2025 at 7:59 am
Your poems are sooo lovely <3