This is a make believe poem, for a make believe boy, in a make believe land from a make believe world. I send my make believe love as a make believe fan, hoping and dreaming to talk once again.
If none of this is real, I guess that's okay, I mean who are we kidding, you're so far away. Each time that I hear you, I'm wishing you're near. With Elle by your side, I down me my beer.
Thomas oh Thomas, your words crystal clear, but just like this poem, no nothing is real.
So please don't recall Tom, your make believe friend, because just like this poem, my dreams found an end.
