Having one of those days again
when i miss your sweet words
and that sweet touch
its too bad that you were not real
but hey, it was real to me
at least in my mind it was
my imaginary love
my imaginary sweet
come back to me as reality.

its one of those nights
when i need you most
holding me in your arms.
and i try to make you reality
but all i get is a crazy look.
i try
i try
i really do
so i guess ill wait,
a few years more for you
with my heart torn apart.
just know, ill be the best i can
with all these broken pieces,
of my rejected hand.