In The Traditional Sense

If I could be the one to change your mind....
Not that I

Think I ever could. Not that your
Happiness would
Ever come from me... Not 

That we could somehow make it work and
Realize some long held dream.... I know that
All it is... Is what it is. And it makes me hate
Dreaming of you because
I know that I'm not going
To change your mind and there is nothing
I can do to change your mind.
Or open your mind to something you
Never wanted.
And yet I still want to believe in
Love. In the traditional sense. In

Something. Other than the
Endlessness of
Nonsense. In
Something that can't be
Emphatically denied.