Imaginary Girl

I love when I get to come home to her voice from one of those long days.

How she remains cute no matter her personality that is like mine....

We call it fluctuating, but her beauty like her first mind it stand stills.

Stays with her darling ways...

Being able to know when I am in pain where I hear her heartbeat anywhere as her eyes locks up with mine.

She does not speak when we are together holding hands, but her body always seems to call my name.

She is the tooth fairy who takes all the cavities and bad calories out of my mouth and body who peps me up when I am done.

Knowing that we are in this together we fight the enemies that are placed before us we rally.

She is my Easter bunny, but sometime can be a playboy, but shares her inner most feelings plays nothing or no one she shall never play this boy.

As I remember the first day I saw you in my dream...

I was hardly able to wake.

Question time and time again if this was what I been waiting for no longer am I blinded by the light of fake fate.

Knowing I have you its like my thoughts and mind are no longer in this library I can't stand to open my past books.

Every heartbreak I had was worth it to get to where I am now to say that you own my heart during the times I shut my eyes at night.

It seems that you never had a problem saying that you were the one that has the ownership of it to say that you took.

I know that nothing last forever in this life.

Nothing is made to, but these words I feel and my body’s temptation always seems to quiver when like the first day you threaten to say if I did not leave you alone you would sue.

You take me as I am like no one else ever did.

Said that you can feel my heartbeat too I know that we will be together forever one day when it is meant to be.

As of now you are my imaginary .girl.

Till you come true.....