a fantasy

i fell in love with the thought of her straight away. a whole world was opened up, a whole new storyline was crafted. all because of that late evening daze.

now, i like to listen to recordings of your voice late at night. curtains open, no lights on. staring at the faint village lights from within my castle on the hill.

i fell in love with the fantasy of him that i created in my head. my imagined future together could all but make me drunk with a desire for a reality which matched my rosy illusion.

now the click of the vinyl seems harsh when the record ends.

 

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