To the Imaginary Girl

Dear Miss Imaginary Girl,



I owe you an apology
[even though]
you don't know my name.
I heard your Moon Prince
disappeared
and I think I am to blame.

Invisable and Intangible,
To me, you were never real.
Imaginary, a fairytale.
A fairytale that feels.
I couldn't just stop,
I was unable to resist.
This fatalistic attraction,
I refused to desist.

[His late night kiss]

So by night I remained
By his side as if chained.

Where you
belonged.
So, I'm sorry,
I was wrong.

And just like you,
he'll leave me, too.

I know you may never understand,
This cloying, craving, needy demand.
So hate me, please, with your fire.
If that is what you now desire.
This is the least I can accept,
for all the nights he never slept.

But don't you worry about a thing.
I know exactly what time brings.
Soon, The Moon Prince will ascend,
And my time as consort will also end.

But now Miss,
I must depart,
With my
[greedy, guilty]
heart.

(I'm Sorry)