Fantasy Love

• Ruth Chapman, Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2016

If roses are red,
and violets are blue.
Then who would've known
that I'd love you.

But flowers no more
and let us be free,
from the fact in the fantasy
that you'd ever love me.

Fantasies are dreams
that will never come true.
Like the dream that I found
when I came to love you.