You came at a perfect timing when I found you flawless
and even though I know you're only... human...
I refused to believe you couldn't be that perfect...
Nobody had ever made an impact on me like you have
and now it tears me to know it has never been real...
How can I think about you so constantly? ? ?
My daydreams are affecting my actual dreams..
and sadly I realize I've idealized you, when I shouldn't have...
Irony feeds upon my deepest yearnings
and now I shall do my best to see you as you see me...
even though... this time...
I really wanted it to be real...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem