Tales of the unknown

It's too good to be true

Dressed in a designer suit
As dashing as he can be
Staring at him like it was the two of us in the world
Our surroundings disappear into thin air
His rough yet gentle hands
Make me shiver in blissful pleasure
His hazelnut eyes
That stare into mine
Filled with love and admiration
His pink plump lips
Carved into a smile
That melts any girl in his arms
The love that surrounds us dies so fast
Slipping away from my hands
Only realising I wasn't the girl in his muscular arms
Standing alone heartbroken far from the crowd
Wishing to be the girl in his muscular arms
Only a genie can grant such a wish
All I can say to myself is

"It's too good to be true."