In my daydreams, you appear so fine,
A perfect gentleman, all the time.
Your smile brightens, my sunny days,
A lovely illusion, in every way.
Your eyes sparkle, like morning dew,
A treasure trove, of love anew.
Your voice whispers, sweet nothings too,
A gentle breeze, that my heart holds true.
We stroll on beaches, under starry skies,
Our love blossoms, with imaginary sighs.
You're the hero, of my secret tale,
Forever mine, my heart's sweet gale.
In fantasies, our love will thrive,
A beautiful dream, where we survive.
Though you're not real, you feel so true,
My heart beats for you, in all I do.
YOU ARE READING
The One That Never Was
PoetryLoving a fictional man and dating a man who's never been mine is the hardest.
