Illusion of love

I like to imagine the world where there is no space,

Between you and me, our house, our hearts, our race.

I like to imagine that we live in the same brave world,

I like to imagine that you are the one whom I truly deserve.

I like dreaming of you, pretending that there is a chance,

To know you, to feel you, and to steal a wedding dance.

I like dreaming of you, and imagining that I’m loved,

By the most exquisite creature ever created above.

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