Do you even exist
Or you're just
A figment of
My wild imagination.
Like a fictitious character
Straight out of a teenage novel.
Defending the reins
Of an ideal Platonic love.
Oh dear! You breathe!
Yes, you do.
In my utopian world
Of infinite dreams.
Or might I just as well
Call you a wondrous dream?
Whoever you may be,
Had it not been you,
I wouldn't have believed
In magic.
In love.
In this enigma of life.
In my existence.