If Only I

I've lived in the real world for far too long.
Where wishes on dandelions and wishbones
were just part of child's play.
You were from a place where wishes come true.
Still I blew too many dandelions
up into the air till I lose my breath
and snapped too many wishbones in two
while whispering your name,
even if a part of me believes that it's nothing 
but just a child's foolish game.