The Unknown Truth

I'm stuck...

Between the perfect world of dreams

And the imperfect world of truths

Between the haunted past of me

And the unknown future of me

I'm stuck

Between the effort to forget the reality

And the will to remember the fantasy

In the end I'm lost

Lost in the fact that I don't know what is it that have been keeping me stuck here.

And again, without me realising it,

I am longing for the unknown you,

And I open the door to welcome such unknown memories 

Of the perfect love I long to have