You keep telling me what I deserve but I can’t believe you.

maybe thats the stubborn part of me,

the part that won’t compromise what I want,

the part that doesn’t give into the pressure.

I deserve whatever my heart desires.

And If that is you well…….. come on then.

You came like a dream, from the most sincere part of my imagination.

But a bubble you are not.

You are as real as I am, and just as determined.

Yet your aim is unclear,

I pray that you hit my marks.

Fate brought about such intervention,

may it allow for all that I deserve.