Imaginary, one of a kind!

Nothing perfect is real. Expectations lead to disappointment. We all have an image of what we want love to be like . I personally I have yet to experience my expectations so I feel like this.

I could've traced your lips my love
I've created every line.
You'd hang on every word I say
You'd let me know I'm fine.

Maybe I don't know you
Who knows if I ever will.
Maybe I only dreamt you.
Who knows if you're even real?

Maybe you don't exist
But only inside my mind.
Maybe my expectations were just a bit too high.
Maybe I'll blame Walt Disney for being full of s**t.
Happy endings?
Don't make me laugh!
It's all a load of piss.

...... To be continued.

Author's Note

I am dealing with an urchin like case of writers block. Sucking myself into a hole in which I can not create shit and i wanna tear my f~ing face off.
Anywho, I'm trying to work through it. This is what came out after weeks of mental constipation.
Thanks for reading :)