I am a lover*
but *only in my dreams,
of the night and the day.
I am hopeless,
I am lost.
Longing for love
,for lust
,for somewhere to belong.
I look grown up
but Im still a little girl
running from reality
wondering/wandering
in my world of imagination.
Reality would be better
if it came looking for me,
if it became the world
of my  imagination