In my fantasy world
I asked for you to appear

In reality you showed up
Filled with delight

The words still refuse to come out right
We know I'm a bit crazy..

CrAckling of electricity the world goes quite, my cheeks turn red, oh the pleasure and the pain of your presence.

As I stand strong and vulnerable... Open and raw from our last encounter
Still I love you the same..

So I push forward into the fourth demention so that I can grab a hold of you. Shake your psyche so you could feel the urgency my soul craves us to be.

But I know if it's meant to be it will be.. And all my dreams and thoughts bring you no closer. I must let you be free so you heart can decide where it's meant to be.