Fantasy

Yeah, I can do it on my own, too

I can thrive alone

   I’ve been on this road 

      Without a co-passenger 

      Without an answer

        With nothing but spinning wheels and sad songs

For centuries, babe

I’ve been driving around in circles

Looking for you

For a long long time

And I’ve learned how to enjoy the ride

There’s peace in silence 

There’s life in sad songs

I can be alone

I’m great at it, actually

What I’m not good at

Is sharing my life

What I’m not good at

Is enjoying what’s right in front of me

The way life is in the present

No

I’m always lost in a day dream

Or a book

Or a poem

Hardly living in the moment

Even if I found you, babe

After all these decades of yearning for you

I’d struggle to be here with you

Even if by some bloody miracle 

You weren't just a hypothetical 

And we actually met

And loved each other

Even then

Yes, even then

I know

I’d surely

Take you

For 

Granted. 

Because you are real,  

    And I love fantasy. 

Hey, it’s not my fault that I have such an incredible imagination. I didn’t ask to become this . . . I didn’t want to become this . . . It just . . . happened. 

-CH 5/30/25