Mr.Right

Mr.Right

You are my Dream, my Mr. Right,

And only you know the real me,

When I'm sad you hold me tight,

When I'm with you I feel set free,

You compliment me every chance you get,

Always telling me how much you love me,

And you make me laugh when I'm upset,

How did I found a man so loving and sweet?,

Every night we spend together we have so much fun,

You usually stay with me and hold me through the night,

Then you dissapear in the morning with the sun,

But somehow I still know your my Mr.Right,

But I can never see you during the day,

And I need you then more than you know,

So I have to let you go your own way,

Someone else can give me that, so you'll have to go,

I invite you over and break it off,

Your hurt but you say that you understand,

I know I'll miss your hugs and skin so soft,

I let  go of my Mr.Right for this other man,

As I drift off I hear you knocking at my door,

I run to open it and your no where in sight,

But you left a note on the floor,

It reads, "I am just your dream, signed Mr.Right."

"P.S. Love is what matters, there is no perfect man." 

I wake up in my bed, looking for the note,

You were always just a dream I had,

Now I understand what you wrote.

Hope this isn't to confusing. I was trying to show that "Mr.Right" is just a dream to me. I think I've always been caught up thinking that a man should be a certain way inistead of embracing his flaws. Hope you liked it.