Real Emotions [Wish]

Wishing, was I, on this cold, misty morning,

To hold her in my arms,

To keep her safe and warm.

I hoped, I longed, I desired to be hers,

And for her to be my own.

But wishing of these dreams, these elusive dreams,

Dreaming ever so wishfully for these elusive dreams,

I hope for them to become reality;

Final reality, no longer-

Just fantasy.

Real emotions, these are and of mine,

My wishful dreaming; desire.

So now, on this cold, misty morning,

I desire further more,

To hold her in my arms, and to keep her safe and warm.

But even further more so,

I hoped to be hers and hers alone,

And for her to be my one and only.

And for my fantasy of real emotion,

My wishing of countless nights,

Eternal nights,

I wish it no longer fantasy-

Final reality.