He’s the man in a novel that every girl falls in love with. I know his story, every detail, every day, but I don’t know him. I’ll never touch his skin or breathe his air. I hear his voice and I see him in my dreams, but he’s not here. Every night I close the book, and He disappears. The character I love isn’t real, but still, I can’t help the way I feel.
The rings of Saturn adorned her head like a halo. They danced with pleasure, every one of them, for they were with her, and nobody could’ve wished for more. But, like the planet, she was always so far away. A gorgeous sight she was, if you were ever lucky enough to find her. And if you do, look closely and pay attention: you’ll see how she shakes and tilts on her axis; it won’t be long until she loses her delicate balance and falls.
The problem is that you’re not here,
But maybe one day I’ll be there.
The problem is we aren’t together,
But I’m not asking for forever.
The problem is that you’re perfect,
But I think you’ll be worth it.
The problem is that I’m a fool,
But maybe then you are too.
The problem is I think I love you,
But there’s nothing I can do.
I couldn’t possibly love you;
How could I when I can’t even love myself?
I couldn’t possibly please you;
How could I when I can’t even please myself?
You deserve so much more,
So much better.
You don’t deserve me;
I couldn’t possibly help you;
How could I when I can’t even help myself?
I couldn’t possibly be the one for you;
How could I when I’m not even the one for me?
You deserve the perfect girl.
You don’t deserve me
Because I’m not her.
I’ll never be her.
I’ll only ever be me,
And me isn’t something you should have to see.
Two thousand miles away.
We’ve never been together,
But I dream of touching your skin every day.
Let’s make this feeling last forever.
Tell me that we’ll find a way.
Seeing your name, I can’t help but smile.
And hearing your voice makes me weak.
Please come hold me for awhile.
Because we’ve found a love that’s quite unique.
I don’t know how you did it, but you make me feel like a child.
Back and forth my heart does sway.
I would wait for you.
I would wait for “maybe one day.”
Anywhere with you would be the perfect view.
Tell me what I need to say.
Take me back to that town on the hill where I got lost in the streets among the endless sea of white houses and roads paved with stars. Take me back to those crooked smiles that helped us on our way. Let me hear those genuine souls that laughed and snickered at the foreign words I spoke.