Once inside,
There you are.
My fantasy girl, the one I could only dream of.
Standing there surrounded by men who adore you, talking and laughing in a lovely manner.
Your beauty stand out so much, anyone can spot you in an instant.
You’re just too far out of my reach, a man like me who could only stand in this tiny little bar, thinking how pathetic he is, drinking alone.
The music start but I can only stare the wine inside my glass, when suddenly you’re standing next to me and ask me to dance.
It’s a fantasy no more
Cacatan Mental 