We all build up a fantasy of what the perfect person should be. As time goes on we realize that we live in a fantasy. Some are luckier than others to at least get a glimpse of their fantasy.
I've been fortunate to get that glimpse.
This poem originally was published in Love Poems
Fantasy
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All my life I had built up a fantasy of the perfect man. Countless romance stories and fables helped make that fantasy a reality in my mind. Searching for that fantasy lead to many disappointments. Reality made it clear that there was no such man. And as the years went by, the fantasy started to fade away - until I met you. I had almost given up on the fantasy until my fantasy became reality, that reality became you. |
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