He is attractively mysterious, playful & magical.
He comes and he goes his own ways to live by.
He doesn't worry for the future and doesn't dwell on the past.
He just lives for the day and tomorrow is nothing but a blast.
He talks of his adventures, like a bold shining knight.
And takes me away dreamily, under a cold moonlight.
It is like a fantasy that came to a reality.
A man who fights for me against the pirates of the sea.
We share our days in Never Land, with his games and foolish ways.
But doing the same routine everyday made me look forward for tomorrow.
So I have to stop and look at the clock, to see that time has left me behind.
I suddenly came back to my senses, I have to go back where I once lived.
I bid him goodbye keeping his promise, he will often visit and just be around.
Every night I waited, hoping he will be back.
Hours to days, weeks to months, years to decades.
Not even a shadow came by the window panes.
He must be with the mermaids singing or with tiny fairies playing.
Or he might have been asleep with his dreams in Never Land.
I realized I can not be with my Peter Pan for I am real and he is only a fantasy.
We are worlds apart of dreams and reality.
