I have lived with a fantasy ...

I have lived with a fantasy
You were my fairy tale.
Half a love story remains
With love that has gone stale.

Angels told me you weren't worth it
And maybe that fact is true.
But I can't help feeling this way
May be I was made for you.

So if this tale is to be incomplete 
If its not meant to be told.
At least give me the crumpled pages
And a day I can behold.

You belong with him now
Tonight I still walk your way.
I will loose you to him, tomorrow 
Let me give you my love today.

I can't have you for a life time
But a day I have surely earned.
So many things I know of you 
And so much I have yet to learn. 

Let me have some moments  
So I can tell my heart it's true. 
That you were not my imagination 
That grew out of the blue.

I'll treasure the tale on the pages
And all the feelings left unsaid.
With all the truths I hid from you 
And all the lies I told instead.

The lies that said I'm over you
The lies that said I love you no more.
When here I am still as breathless 
From your presence like before.

I'll gaze at you like all the stars
Still shine in your endless eyes.
While you tell me that you love me
And spin a web of beautiful lies.

I'll look over the horizon
While you hold me in your hand.
Let us walk along the beach
And leave our footprints in the sand.

Then maybe I'll fall asleep
In the cradle of your arm.
As you sing me a sweet good night 
The world will bring me no harm.

And I'll dream that as I cry
You will kiss my tears away.
Hold my gaze and hold my hand
And promise me that you'll stay.

A thousand suns of a life time
Have come to this one night.
So many wishes to complete 
Before the morning light.

This night, let me hope for a different end
Let the morning lead you to my door.
One day will never be enough 
When my love for you is so much more.

But I know you'll leave anyway
That there is nothing for you here.
There's only me, and my fairy tale 
And my irrational fear.

Just leave me with assurance  
I loved you more than he ever might.
A forever with him is nothing
Before my irreplaceable night.

I promise I will love no more
Just after the stroke of nine.
Afterall how can I fear losing ?
Something that is not even mine.

I know our hearts were never close,
For us to drift apart.
But tell me dear, how to end a story, 
That never had a start?

- June 2016


Thank You for Reading,

From,
Hetu who was 19 years old

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