Oh, have I run a thousand miles,
Hoping to run into a realm of fantasy,
Where your every action would be,
Of joy, laughter and full of glee,
And oh-so-dear to me.
But that fails to be the case,
For reality dawns upon a pointless chase,
Tears drop and the heart beats no more,
For all is lost till forevermore.
So forlornly I return,
Slowly taking on that dreadful U-turn,
Taking each step as it is,
Not ever stopping for a piss.
On my knee I ask thee,
Girl, would you please bake for me?
Speak not of the unforeseen future,
And postpone it till no later.
For one day might be one day too late,
Lest I pass on before I taste the cake.