Fantasies aren't real
That's why they're fantasies
That's why I can never have him
Wake up, they told me
Be serious, they said
Because you don't belong together
How stupid was I
I'm a silly girl
With big dreams
Why did I ever think
He could love me?
Because he can't and he won't
I see him
I can see him but I can't touch
Like in a photo
I know he is there
But there is an invisible wall
Separating us
He doesn't hang out with
People like me
He can't love people like me
But his blue eyes cut right through me
Past all my walls and barriers
Straight into my heart
Now all I see is blue
Blue hands blue feet
Blue people
I close my eyes and I see his face
His soft hair
And his pink lips
But look, there's someone with him
It's her
The one he can and will love
But in my fantasy
He loves me
And he loves me more
In fantasy, he holds my hand
He sleeps with his arms around me
He chooses to love me
But it's only fantasy
Different from reality
The two worlds never cross paths
Sadly, his love for me
Never reaches the real world
Stays locked away in my mind
I take comfort in knowing that
My fantasy belongs to me
And no one else can see it
It's comforting to know
That whenever I feel like it
Whenever I want his love
All I have to do
Is close my eyes
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoesíaWords 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...
