We have a creative imagination, me, myself, and I.
I prepared for these moments long ago with you, but only in my mind.
So I only anticipated, how your lips would feel against mine.
Or how soft your skin would be, and the scent you’d leave on me.
I wasn’t aware my subconscious would plot, to suffocate my dreams.
Just to continue its ability, to manipulate me.
Because it wanted me to be gullible.
It needed me to achieve The fantasy it created using me.
and the hope I stashed within the corners of me.
It does all this so I could have the audacity, to continue to live in my world of make believe.
While unconsciously messing up my actual reality.
Silly thought processing, we’ve gone and created a new scene.
To add to the story of, Delulu’s fantasy.
Though it’s based off of my feelings.
My subconscious has a way of, being a little misleading.
But sometimes it’s informing.
It allows me to see clearly.
Where I see hope, you will only see opportunity.
When I have a dream, you will only have a scheme.
How I love, you will never need.
I’m looking for a mutual exchange, when it comes to the meeting of one another’s needs.
Whether Physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually.
You, can’t just meet one, and not the other three.
I’m aware of what I want.
Until then, I won’t continue to let my subconscious captain my reality.
Especially when it comes to emotions and roles. they were assigned previously.
Straight from the story of, Delulu’s Fantasy.

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