creating make-believe worlds,
because I knew that's
where the good things
could exist.
Fairy tales and love stories,
with their happily
ever after endings,
they're my thing,
as long as they remain
in this make-believe world
I've created inside my mind.
But when my mind made you up,
I've never wanted anything else
to be more real than you.
The feel of your touch
and the sound of your voice.
Yet,
I cannot make myself
let you leave this
make-believe world
I've created,
because I fear
that you shall too
begin to fade
once you step foot
on the real world
and will soon cease to exist.
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