Fantasies aren't real
That's why they're fantasies
That's why I can never have himWake up, they told me
Be serious, they said
Because you don't belong togetherHow stupid was I
I'm a silly girl
With big dreamsWhy did I ever think
He could love me?
Because he can't and he won'tI see him
I can see him but I can't touch
Like in a photoI know he is there
But there is an invisible wall
Separating usHe doesn't hang out with
People like me
He can't love people like meBut his blue eyes cut right through me
Past all my walls and barriers
Straight into my heartNow all I see is blue
Blue hands blue feet
Blue peopleI close my eyes and I see his face
His soft hair
And his pink lipsBut look, there's someone with him
It's her
The one he can and will loveBut in my fantasy
He loves me
And he loves me moreIn fantasy, he holds my hand
He sleeps with his arms around me
He chooses to love meBut it's only fantasy
Different from reality
The two worlds never cross pathsSadly, his love for me
Never reaches the real world
Stays locked away in my mindI take comfort in knowing that
My fantasy belongs to me
And no one else can see itIt's comforting to know
That whenever I feel like it
Whenever I want his loveAll I have to do
Is close my eyes
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...