In my dreams and
in my imagination
I see you there as my
main attraction.
Glittering smile and shiny
green eyes, curly dark
hair you're just a lie.
A figure of my imagination
and a pleasant thought to dream
of something impossible,
impossible for me.
I wish you were real,
sometimes standing next to me.
I long for something I created
in my dreams. It's odd but true,
I'm longing for you.
Longing for someone,
at least to escape too.
Maybe, I need a break
from reading and sleeping
because that's were my
imagination takes control of me.
