Foolish Lament Of Mine

Handsome as the fairy-tale person you would never expect to meet-- Bowing before me as if I were his Queen, not a princess. Lips as pink as a rose; eyes green as the beautiful emeralds on the necklace of a king, yet his posture so correct and poise you would have to see it to believe my every note..

When I was writing this, did I imagine the man I started talking to months ago or did I imagine Tamaki from the romantic school comedy anime.... All these qualities I was listing in this romantic series I had written almost a year ago, and the qualities I listed in my heartbox that's underneath my dresser (that I've yet to bury in the backyard), they had come true... Or were they meant as a reminder..

Was the person I was talking to supposed to be a daily reminder that I'm not foolish to dream endlessly of the possibilities for numerous romantic situations to happen between my future love and I...? I believe so. When I look back on the romantic stories I read, to suppress the loneliness within my heart,

The loneliness that I felt, swelling up inside me, a long long time
The loneliness that required physical contact
Not in a sensual way, but just to know that it was
Possible for me... to be loved
And cared upon with such..gentleness.... -~

They were a mere twinkle in the sky compared to the -universal night sky- this man gave me..

Will we ever truly meet someday?

My heart breaks when I worry for him. If only I could be where he is now, so he could truly see my countenance, bending down on my knees, cheeks rosy red for him to see, how sorry I am for being insensitive.