Dreams of you haunt my every thought
Wishes and fantasies harbor in my mind

Worship you from afar
Never gotten close enough

An image portrayed on a screen
Read about you in my magazines

Loving, wanting, admiring, watching
Hoping, breathing, living, obsessing

Is this reality?
Is this all our lives have become?

Will it turn out to be possible?
Can it even turn out as we imagine?

Is it all an illusion?
We will never know…there is only blind faith