Love is a mirage, You see what you feel, Even when you don't believe, That anything so pure and true, Could ever be meant for you, But love is an image made to change, Your perception and his, Of the world and everything else in between a kiss, For love is a mirage that plays you for a fool, Where you take fantasy for reality, And sometimes you're left thinking "I must be crazy", Still don't be ever so silly, To deny yourself a smidgen of happy, For even mirages are there to remind you that sometimes you'll see, What's only there for you to see but not others, Only then you'll know if he's the one, If this love you feel is divine, One-of-a-kind, Meant to be until the end of time.