I'm your daytime stalker, a bit creepy,
Excitedly waiting for you, my Knight so dreamy.

Dive into scenarios, create lines so fine,
Walking on imaginations, a fantasy flight to bind.

The sun sets, I dream of you once more,
In my world, you're the word I adore.

Reality check, a daily refrain,
"He's not aware," whispers the mundane.

Alarm rings, brings me back to real,
A world where existence has no appeal.


© camvickbone