Fantasy To Reality

Fantasy's consume my mind,

My fantasy's, to which I am forever binded.

They kept me sane. They were my escape.

Now the times come that I stare them in the face.

These fantasy's are the monsters inside my head.

My fantasy's consisted of you.

A fantasy, what would it be without us two?

A fantasy's a dream, a wish of lust.

Certain times can turn those fantasy's to dust.

Broken fantasy's twist in children's heads,

Broken fantasy's of words once said.

A broken dream of what once was,

Is now lost and it's all because a one perfect fantasy

was broken when I met you.

This broken fantasy becomes a perfect reality.

No longer a fantasy, my wishes are coming true.

Now my reality consists of only you.

Your perfect. No longer my fantasy.

But my reality.