I
cannot imagine
a world without
your inescapable, reckless charm.
Without a doubt, my finest
hour was all about you and
being part of your life; a dangerous
secret — knowing all too well that we existed
only in my mind. If only “we” could have
had a chance before you fell in love with her
and without me. Until forever, my heart is yours.
I hold you close each night in my
sweetest (and wildest) dreams. When morning
comes and I awaken from
real life — our life —
my heart breaks
all over
again.
Ergo, the Ogre 
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