Infatuation is childs play
Ectasy drives people astray
Into a world no tolerance could possibly say
Though i just stare up not letting a word get in the way
Imagining and doing some more imagining
What it would be like?
Through your eyes
What are you thinking
How would it be if we said something to each other
How would if feel with your skin putting pressure against mine.
But for now i am just going to imagine
Because reality is too disappointing
For me to stay.