Real Boy Patricia Taxxon

And after all this
I’m still just a kid on the internet
All I do is write about the men I’d like to meet
Fantasies I had one night

The only real boy I met
Was back when I was only fifteen
He was born and raised in the depths of Indiana
He always thought so highly of me

We liked all the same poppy music
We only wanted to be held
And in that time I swear I lived a life in cartoon motion
But everything that was will melt

We talked about when we would meet
How exactly we would have our embrace
We joked about who’s taller and how we would one day lie
But I only had to see your face

Sometimes you didn’t write back
Days on end you left me dark
The only thing I wanted was a word the other way
I fear I may have tried too hard

I know that this will pass
This barrier will be brought down
One day we’ll see each other without counting all the pixels
But when that is I cannot know