In each passing day

I am, little by little,

Falling fast for you

 

I am oblivious

of utterly obvious wrong

I've fallen for you

 

And into your hands

My heart and mind, my person,

To you I offer

 

But  I understand

This is nothing but a dream

My mind's creation

 

Confused and puzzled

Would it not be possible

To remain this way

 

However, at last

I am aware of the joy

of reality

 

The reality

That can never ever be

Replaced by any