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A Poem by Fearless Sunshine

i'm getting over a breakup don't mind me


Call me an idealist

It starts with a concept

Forming this idea in my head of perfection, of happiness

Something I’m constantly striving for

And it all seems so attainable

Opaque and real

A glance turns into a look which turns into an enigma of possibility

That fantastic possibility of sweeping gestures and epic love

But that’s what it was: a fantasy

Life doesn’t have these perfect moments

Life is messy and complicated and not at all like fantasy

Transparent and nonexistent

I got so caught up in what could be that I didn’t take into account the reality

The situation at hand which would undoubtedly end in heartbreak

Limited in time and experience

What else was I to expect other than messy and complicated

Fantasy never holds up to reality

Opaque and real

© 2016 Fearless Sunshine

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Added on July 18, 2016
Last Updated on July 18, 2016
Tags: love, breakup, fantasy, reality


Fearless Sunshine
Fearless Sunshine

Boston, MA

She/her or they/them pronouns. I love to read and I'm giving writing a go. ~ I like reading, writing, film, and dancing. My ukulele is my third arm and I love to play music. My favor.. more..