The idea of Me

He was attractive
so attractive you did not care about his personality
he made you forget
he made you feel like you were basically in heaven

He was talented
he could sing and play like his life depended on it
you were in a trance, it was like watching a God sent angel
the vibe was phenomenal

He was caring and romantic
he knew just what to say and how to say it
his body was unreal, not your usual type, the type you wish you had but here you do.,in front of you
he was ready to drop everything for you

He was consistent
He cared about everything you did every hour and how events made you feel
He couldn't stand not being on good terms with you
he hated it but loved it, you hated it but loved it
he was home

He was weird
just like you
and He was interesting
the jokes, the banter, the witt
unbelievably in synch
he had the brains, the charm, the laughs, the soul
murder and crime mysteries, psychology, law, art, music, controversial topics
he had conversation, never was there a dull moment between you

Different pieces in different ones
never there being all in one
why?
because sometimes its on the surface
sometimes we don't go close enough
get deep enough
to realize
we have fallen in love with the idea
with the idea of him
with the idea of her
with the idea of what could have been
or what should have been
than what is.
He is not the image you created in your mind
do you love him for who he is?
She is not how you envisioned she'd be
everything seemed better from a distance
when it was all uncertain
its less pretty when you delve in and see what you are truly facing
is it worth the risk of taking that step?
can you separate imagination from reality?