Romantic or Platonic ?

personalbuddy101 Poems

When i daydream of someone, you are the someone. The someone can change. I realize i'm picturing you, and so i change it. I change the picture, i change the person, i change the plot, i change the you, the me, the time, the page. I change it to fit; fit my story. It's a book and i'm the author. I go back, i rewind, i scribble over, i erase, i whiteout; the plot has begun to develop hole's. I fill those hole's with "platonic," "platonic," "platonic." In reality, i want you. I think i want you. But i don't know you. I don't even know myself. When i daydream, i'm also different. I change me, too, sometimes. You see, the book is missing a few pages in each chapter. Every chapter, there's a new character. I don't know if that character is always me. I don't know the difference between platonic and romantic, is there one? Explain it to me. I'm a visual learner. Ignore that, scribble it out. When i daydream, i daydream you. When i daydream, i daydream him. When i daydream, i daydream me. When i daydream, i daydream romance. When i daydream, i daydream platonic. When i, when, well i, you, him, me? This isn't reality, it's a ******* fantasy book. It's a dream, a dream where maybe i could know you and i could know me. A dream where we knew each other. A dream where i don't try to convince myself i don't like you. A dream where we are even living in the same space. Same country would do. A dream. Romantic dream. But when i open my eyes, when i shut down my imagination, well then. Platonic, platonic, platonic.