I just lied there, staring at the ceiling,
And then I turned my head towards yours, Although your eyelids hid
The most beautiful blue eyes i've ever seen, The ones that could give any demand
And I'd obey,
I began to think of our departure in lament,
As I looked at your sharp jaw structure,
And perfectly aligned nose,
The creases in your cheeks,
And thought:
This may be the most beautiful man I'll ever meet.
Then I awoke, back to the cruelties of reality, And began to wonder
If this image ever came to be,
If I had followed you to your hotel that night, If I ever got what I've been obsessing over this past year,
If we did meet up that night,
Would my thoughts of you
Sink into ordinariness,
Or would I even think about you as often as I do,
Or would I of found your flaws.
Or rather created some for you,
Just as I've done with all the others.
Once the chase ended,
Once they revealed they wanted me back,
I found some reason to lose interest.
Do I only crave the unobtainable –––––
Are you just as imperfect as the rest?