At first it all pulled me in
It was too tempting not to sin
Now I count the days until it all ends
You are an illusion
Trapping me in this place of absolute delusion
Here we are again sentencing ourselves to a seductive unreal fantasy
Now all I think is we both need to break free
I know at first you will disagree
But I've decided to move on it's the best thing for you and me
No matter how much I cherished you this fantasy is forcing all that to perish
My feelings I've realized can't be deep or real
I know that may hurt and may not be how you feel
Magicians can make a shining beautiful illusion but then you feel very cheated when reality hits
Perhaps I'll be missed
I really think you will see I won't truly be missed
I'm just an angel in your fantasy
I'm not concrete
I'm not anything you really need
It's time for you to find a woman who is real
A woman who can truly share all of you and feel

© Isabel Page