Nya Marsh Poet Free verse

This Isnt a Fantasy

Ever since I met you
I've fell in to this fantasy world

Its crazy its always the same

I walk into a room

Your name on everything

Couch,table,window,door

Counter,tv,walls,floor

It must have been there over 3 million times

But I went over and under , reading each of them.

Then when I finished 

I read all of them over again.

The next room contained pictures of you

There must have been a million of them

I daydreamed on each of them for about over a hour.

Just because they made me smile

There was a notebook on the floor

Next to a pencil

The notebook must have had over 10 million pages in it

So I used every inch of each 1

To write poems and songs about you

Because you're the only thing that came to mind

I went into the next room

And you stood there smiling

You had a marker in your hand

So I looked at the walls,

Tables,couches,doors

Counters,ceilings,windows,floors

That were all covered in my name.

You grabbed me and held me

And I whispered to you that this fantasy seemed so real

You whispered back

This isn't a fantasy its real

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