Forlorn Fantasy


So you caught a glimpse of someone you once knew
And you seem to be grappling with the one mad truth
And it doesn’t make anything right; you know you must give up the fight
Love is a forlorn fantasy… fading into the light.
 
So you walked back to an empty home and a cold hearth
And you walk the space with leaden limbs & a star crossed heart
And you long for that one touch, to know someone cared a bit (just that much)
Love is a forlorn fantasy… almost within reach each time, never quite as such.
 
So you go through the motions of life everyday like nothing’s wrong
And you smile, laugh, crack a joke where in the day the wit belongs
Yet you wish your emotions soar, that your life be so much more
Love is a forlorn fantasy… teases you with dubious odds that the mind bore.
 
So you hoped that something better would come along
Wouldn’t you believe that this is all; all in the life to which you belong?
But it doesn’t make anything right; you know you must give up the fight
Love is a forlorn fantasy… fading into the light.

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