Dream of Reality

I knew he was right for me
I knew he was meant to be mine
and lonely days seemed lonelier when I glanced up at the sky
big and wide
the sky
My mind couldn't let go of him
I couldn't control the desire for my find
He was beautiful, gentlemanly and kind
I couldn't let go of him
in my mind
But he never gave me a reason to cross any line
He never knew me, that's why
but in my mind he was mine
my subconscious would uncover him in my sleep
dreaming of him was how his and I souls could meet
but with eyes wide open, no where was he
no never had he spoke my name
no never had I been his claim
so how can I be right for him
if he doesn't even know me to feel the same
The difference between my fantasy and reality
is that I still have his eyes to gain.
The difference between my fantasy and reality
is that choosing one over the other makes me sane.