I wanted to be your lover,
And I still do.
You will be my dream lover, forever.
I have no choice, and neither do you,
Neither of us can escape my dreams.
I think you ought to know,
There aren't just pictures in my head,
There are words, too.
All the messages you ever sent me,
Playing over and over again, on repeat.
That's why I can't recover,
That's why I can't let you go.
You are eternally perfect, saying and doing and writing
All the right things.
I need you back in my life, flawed and deficient,
And then I'll want you in a different way,
One that will be easier to quash.