You aren't real, but yet You are...
Cold glass touches.
No warm lips ...
to kiss mine
to whisper "I love you".
Scentless and mute.
No voice ...
to caress my ears
to warm my heart.
Insecure and troubled.
My mind...
that hopes this will be good enough
that hopes I will be good enough
Hopeful and loving.
The days...
when you'll hold my hand
when you'll look into my eyes and smile.
You aren't real, but You will be.
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