On Karin...

amidst all distractions..
and downright illusions..
she came..
always with words so thrilling..
so alluring..
fun, and exciting..
she keeps me up all night..
with all the imaginings i can think of..

she seems so perfect..
is it a dream?
an endless state of make believe?
i hope not..
i really hope not..
she's the only positive thing..
in the world..
no exaggerations..
just plain reality..

i would never want to see her go..
even though in essence,
i have never seen her..
always, i want to put a smile..
on that imaginary face..
always, i want to hear that imaginary laughter..
for every joke that i make..
always, i want to hear that voice,
so pure and seemingly unblemished,
by the hazards of life..

but, once again.. in reality i cannot..
those endless conversations..
the limited chitchats..
the art of delving into our own lives..
knowing and re-knowing one another..
sharing our own pasts, presents, and futures..

this satisfies me..
never again would i ask for more..
never again would i be dissatisfied..
for fear of losing her..
i am content..
i hope she is too..
for our own sakes..