watch my dreams die

I have thought about this many times this week,
how I don't think that I've watched the death of my dreams before.
Still, that is what I'm doing now that we're over.

I remember when I started dreaming about us.
It was the day reality struck of the obstacles we faced,
and yet my heart was courageous still.

I can't say I ever stopped dreaming about us,
not through the many ups and downs we had.
I guess my dreams clouded reality.

I wonder if you had dreams about us;
if you did, when yours died.
Could it be they're long gone?

I know it's time to let go,
and new dreams will take over.
Now I stand by and watch my dreams die.