I’m looking at my screen and my mind is blank

All I see are colors

The colors are registering what I am looking at but it doesn’t mean anything

The only thing feel is the pressure in my chest

And the hope that you’ve said something to me

The only thing tangible is when I print the message and hold the paper

Physical evidence of my interactive fantasy

As if God knew my heart and created interactive perfection through a channel I don’t even understand…

My heart says dive in

My head says back off, this isn’t real

Reality would be if you were standing in front

But then there are all the little details that must be included

Without the details you personify my hearts desire

You being my hearts desire with all the details is real love

I fear there will never be reality between us

Less the reality of our hearts that touch through this fantasy

I crave you

07/29/2006

Posted on 07/29/2006
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