I am the type of person who loves reading love stories as if they were mine
I linger too much on my perfect imagination
to escape the reality and create my version of a perfect man
It's so ironic how I can write about those sweet flicks tho I never had one
I reside in this place where everything is perfect and there is someone who consoles me
at times of my greatest misery
I'll write endlessly about this "PERFECT IMAGINATION"
because maybe this is what I wanted to be my "REALITY"
