What was warm that night Was not the fire but his touch What was bright that night Was not the starlight but his face What was deep that night Was not the ocean but his eyes What was sweet that night Was not only berry but his words... Not our first touch but still new Not out first hangout but still fun What was new that night Was not the location but our love He gave me all I wanted... He was my Edward who will wait thousand years... He was my prince charming even if he knew I ain't Cinderella.. Loved me dawn to dusk and he held my hand Coming close to me Only one thing I felt Wet.... What? ......... 'hey wake up... It's late already' A voice of my mom Water in my face.... The story of my life.... Water dried but he still stayed... My imaginary boyfriend
Well... Imagination- a beautiful gift to experience everything