I never had a very tight grip on the difference between:


Fantasy

And...

******* Reality


Always merging the two into one disaster


The difference between night and day is no more than simply hiding the sun away.


Without you, my day will never be as bright


The stars will never live as long

The world will never spin as accurate

The bird will quickly forget its song


And my heart will never beat as perfect


You are my fantasy and can never be my reality.
Knowing this, I question my sanity


Refusing to admit

Denying how I feel

A downward spiral

This heart may never heal


Can you break something which is not whole?


Does that mean...

Do I love you?


After all..
..
You are my favorite