Reality

Like a wisp of wind, he comes and goes
To tease me with, to keep me on hold.
I dream of normal and get the bazaar
Our hearts never being apart, this far.

I stand alone in life it seems.
Yet still beholden to the man of the ring.
I dream the fantasies of a little girl
So as not to face the reality of my world.

Time has come to make a choice
Alone again, I see myself, my eyes moist.
Yet here I can stay, for memories within
To hope our hearts will soon again, be twins.