I’m in love with a fantasy.

 You know how sometimes you can’t truly get over someone and no matter how much you try to move on, you can’t?

 Well that’s me.

 I can’t get over the fantasy of a 5 years old dream guy out of my mind.

 And so it torments and haunts me.

  He seems nice, maybe I should give him a chance, no, no no, he’s all wrong for you that small voice in your head will start again.

This constant alternated perception of the right type of guy lingers every time I try to move on.

 I mean how can you just take it away?

 It’s not like I can pour it out of my mind.

 Sometimes, I try and comfort myself; I’ll snuggle close with the idea, and tell myself it’s better than nothing.

Why settle for less?

 Why lower your expectations?

 Why date him when you know you’re going to break up with him eventually?

Why waste your time?

 What’s the point?

 The voice in my head gets louder.

 And eventually I give in to it.

 I am a hopeless romantic without any romance.

 It’s as if I’m simply not allowed to.