You seem perfect, too good to be real,

But I crave you, I feel.

Yet maybe you’re not what you seem,

Just a dream, not what I deem.

I know my place in your game,

Just a part, without a name.

You never loved me, that’s clear,

I’m just a moment, then disappear.

You hurt someone special, I know,

And I became your secret show.

But still, I’m drawn to you,

Lost in love or something new.

Each night, my heart quietly cries,

Hoping for a sign, something wise,

To claim you as mine, to say it’s true,

But deep down, I know it’s not you