Although I don't actually know you,
your perfect in my dreams.
Although I've never really met you,
I've had dreams aplenty.
I don't know the colour of your eyes,
but I imagine them as blue.
I don't know your level of loyalty,
but I guessed your love is true.
I've yet to know your personality,
it's a mystery to me.
So I keep my fingers crossed,
that your loving, kind, and sweet.
When it's finally my turn,
and my day comes around.
My expectations are high,
so don't let me down.
I hold on to the imaginary,
the things beyond my keen.
I hold onto my present,
and vision things beyond belief.
Then it hits you, life and reality.
There goes your dreams.
Soaring among clouds becomes,
as unrealistic as it should seem.
I'm not saying reality is a bore,
but it's good to have an escape.
When life becomes to difficult,
hind in a life that's simply fake.
That's where I met you,
and all of your perfection.
It's where I would true,
love and affection.
I have to return to reality now,
I'm really going to miss you.
Although you don't exists,
I will always love you!
