I am in love with a fantasy.
In love with the thought of what could have been.
In love with trying to change what is, into what could be.
In love with trying to love someone who is unattainable.
In love with a love that won’t let me walk away.
In love with complete trust that is completely unrealistic.
In love with the wish that he would love me the way I love him.
In love with the prince charming that he will never be.
In love with that type of “love” I swore I’d never have.
In love with a love that consumes me.
In love with a love that will never be.
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That’s a great poem and hits pretty close to home for me. thanks for posting it!
sounds like my situation…do you still hope he’ll come around?
That’s a lot of feelings poured into that poetry. This life we are living in is not a smooth one. Though I’m already married with kids but I feel some of what you have written occasionally.
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This poem is so vulnerable.. Your choice of words is magical. I hope things get better for you.
wow great poem….nice work
came across your poem today and it reminded me of where my life was. For me I needed time. Here’s a quote from my blog, perhaps it might help you.
“Yesterday I woke up to a very clear new understanding. The man I loved was not the man I married and lived with every day. The man I loved was “my dream.” The “dream husband” was loving, considerate, and always there for me. The “real husband” was manipulative, abusive (emotionally and psychologically), and very selfish. But I’d lived life everyday with the dream controlling my thoughts, my feelings, my reactions, even my memories. I rationalized and justified everything based on my dream. I wasn’t loving my “real husband”, I was loving my “dream husband”. Somehow I was sure the dream was or would be the reality. This wasn’t fair to either of us. I wasn’t loving him. I was loving “potential” – some figment of my own imaginings. A dream. It was all a dream.”
Karen, many of us do the same thing. Thanks so much for sharing this here.
totally my situation, identical, every line i found myself nodding
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absolutely agree with you!
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The most tragic thing that can ever happen to you is when you think you’re in love for the longest time and then you realize that you only fell in love with the feeling of being in love.
Nice post. 🙂
Seems like you have alot to say about love… I would love to hear what more you have to say about love…
i enjoy the honesty in this.
i understand you completely
this kind of ‘love’ is intoxicating, it is like a trap
it is not realistic, it is a fantasy that you refer to
i was disillusioned at some point in my life and realised that what i wanted was not real and did not exsist
it was hard for me to accept true love that came later on
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This says exactly how I am feeling. I am going through a little heart break right now and this poem says everything I wish I was eloquent enough to say.
Thanks for posting it!
Your post touched me deeply. The words you chose to share with all of us, are so painful, yet poetically beautiful. I think it touched me more, because I could see what my sister must be going through. (her husband left her after 40 years together) Maybe for both of you, you mourn, what you wish it could have been. So sad, when you wake up, only to realize it was all simply a dream.
Thank you for sharing!
i could not have said it better myself. bravo
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I love this poem, there are so many men who will make you feel like that and the saddest part is, sometimes, they don’t even know it.
Yearning and grief can be quite exquisite, I understand this completely because I WAS your poem for many years. Those feelings were really what made me know I was still alive, at least I still had passion in my life, oh but what painful passion. I am looking forward to your future poem that transcends this one of love and grief – (a state of unrequited love) and speaks of living “in love” again, the love that is all around us, the love the future brings. You are a gifted Poet by the way 🙂
thank you for all of the comments, i posted this at a hard time in my life and i am so glad that so many of you can relate. it was hard for me to put my feelings out for everyone to read, however, with all of the inspiring and uplifting comments that you all have posted, my reservations have been put aside. again, thank you all for your comments, they mean more to me than you will ever know.
wow, that is so beautiful.
I’ve always been chased. And now, I want something so bad because I have to chase it. And I finally see what the attraction is. But I hate myself for caring. I hate myself for loving. I wish I could turn back time and erase those conversations where he gave me a glimpse of the real him.
Thank you. For putting into words, what i couldn’t…
I really like this poem. It has a sense of remorse to it. I feel it.
I guess we all are in love with someone who makes us feel complete,who lets us be what we are and lets us do what we wish to without interfering….But wonder if any of us are reaally lucky!!!..Great Poem
This is beautiful. I love this.
Love it 🙂
I have been there. Don’t lose faith!
really loved it……but dude words cannot describe love….good work……
I know exactly how you feel. I was married to my fantasy though and now she’s remarried. The crazy part is that over the years my love for her has only grown and she’s shown me in subtle ways she’s still in love with me. My daughters wish we were still married too… but she has a son from him and he is the best friend of her brother-in-law (the family loves him and she won’t go against that)… Anyway, I understand.
Things pick up.
Atleast thats what I keep telling myself 🙂
Keep loving and one day love will sneak up on ya from behind and then you’ll be like zomg :O
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This hit me in so many ways. While I can’t say that I know what you’re going through, I can tell you that what you wrote is how I feel. I love him so much sometimes it hurts. He can be truly amazing one moment and a completely selfish jerk the next. Thank you for posting all that you did.
I really like this, it is good.
You just described love accurately the way I never were able to.
Your views on love are interesting.
They are captivating and honest.
I would like to make use of them, of you, if you would allow me to do so.
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So delicate. So precious. It’s perfect.
Great poem. Definitely enjoyed reading it.
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Amazing! Love you poetry! >:)
It touched a nerve, thank you!
This is amazing!! 🙂
You have just described love for me, in the way that i never would be able to.
This poem fits me perfectly, I’m ‘in love with a fantasy
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I absolutely love this!! Please write more!
Sometimes i feel this way. Crazy emotions take over. Very nice.
I wrote a poem similiar to this. It was a nice poem that I can relate to.
Beautiful. From the comments I saw, I know that along with me, many women can relate. Its hard to verbalize these types of things, and thats exactly what you did. Could you take a look at my blog, give feedback, or insight? I’d surly appreciate it. [eilly09.wordpress.com]
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It is always difficult to tell the difference between the fantasy and the reality. This Poem brings forward the point that fantasy alway seems like love but is it really, being in love with an idea is completely different to the reality of the situation. Also remember this and the crazy love that gets declared way to soon, will not be an obstacle any longer. Don’t get confused and don’t be disappointed with reality, it can be better than can ever be imagined.
This is really nice, Its also very sad. I have felt this way before and it just hurts so much. I think we need to remember that we are worth so much more, there is always someone out there for us. If the one you “love” isnt working out, its because you were meant for someone else. You were meant for the person who will sweep you off your feet, tell you everyday they love you, support you and build you up. If you have major struggles in your relationship, evaluate it and ask yourself.. “Do I think this can get better?” “What can we do differently to make this work, do we not talk enough? do we need more things in common? Do we have secrets?” Allow yourself to have the person you deserve.