The enchantment of letting my guard down
Endlessly obsessing over dreams unbound
The fantasy of being safe in your arms
Even when the reality of it is way far along.
The consuming thoughts of you all day long
Those untold projections of a heart to heart
Constant anticipation of your words and songs
And the deliberate pain I don’t want to get beyond.
Your little advances that melt my heart
Subtle confessions that imprint my mind
Despite it all distance remains the only constant
Yet your control on my life is surreally rampant.
I’m in love with the idea of you and me
Even when you and me is never a possibility.
ficklesorts 
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