Fantasy vs reality

Let me feel you, skin upon skin.

Laying side by side, you were the trophy, you were the win.

Tender hands slide down into the palm of my hand.

Love expanding, ready to be made, perfect like sand.

" I need you, I want you to be mine".

Each word causing my insides to become intertwined.

Underneath the sheets as the candle lights this perfectly romantic room.

I pictured you in black, you would make the most perfect groom.

Making love underneath the sheets that cover our skin.

Loving you is an honour that grows inside me within.

Two bodies upon each other in the most romantic way.

Spending times in eternity, in this bed in which we lay.

In a blink of an eye I wake up to find myself quite alone.

I look over to the small screen, your name does not appear on my phone.

I lay there pretending to not really care.

Love was playing with the feelings in my heart, it was not fair.