Since the day I met you I've failed to flow rationally.
You challenge my mind (One of few, my dear), Yet you play with my heart.
I don't know if you know this yet but I would happily turn our jokes of love and marriage, our hypothetical daydreams, Into reality -should society permit.
But I know these dreams: my happy nights; your morning messages, they are just dreams.
And without you, I must learn to flow like I did before.
This is unedited, possibly *******-, but everyone needs an outlet