Those old stories may not seem much to me now, but back then, they were my everything. |
“Real" You’re not real You’ll never be real You’ll leave me alone Dreaming In a cold reality Your mere presence took me farther Than I could ever go And to places I’d have never thought We’re real or possible You pulled me Pulled me far Tugged me hard I could only follow For you amazed me All you did was exist And already I was blown away You showed me there was power in the impossible That there was reason to believe In something no one told me to believe in Because it was worth holding on to Flurries of imagination Journeys into the unknown With you, I was anything I wanted All had to do was follow Imagine, and pretend Maybe that’s all it was Just pretend Because without you I was just real And you would never know my pain For you were unlimited And I could no longer want you For my time to want would end We were only real together Alone, I was still only pretending Watching teary-eyed from afar, as you continued flight You’ll never know my pain For all I can do now Is pretend it doesn’t hurt You won’t age You won’t tear You may die But you won’t disappear Not as long as I am real Because, one day, you’ll be gone I’ll scour, but all I’ll have is a memory Our memories And our adventures And again, I’ll be pretending But not because I’m following you But because I’m still loving you They may forget you As if you were never real Maybe you never were But I’ll be real And I am real And if I have to I’ll be you And we’ll be real again |