To the Guy I Will Never Meet

To the tall, dark, and handsome,

To the supportive, strong, and kind,

To the sweet, cute, and caring,

To the bad boy kind of vibe,

To the hot, messy, and cool,

To the one who turns me into a pool,

To the smirk that suits that face,

To the one who makes my heart race,

To the guys who lives in the books,

Who I wish I could once look,

As a real person out here,

Not just an imaginary affair,

Where you're just where I want you,

When I'm falling or breaking too

For I know you won't be there

After all this isn't a fairytale,

So I'm fine with you in the books,

With your silky hair and dashing looks,

You reside in my mind rent-free,

I dream you up in a spree,

And I may not meet you ever,

But you'll always be my imaginary lover.