The Hopeless Romantic

Hopeless romantic

With your head in the clouds

And your nose in a book.

Surrounded by doubts

Come and have a look.

The world is in love

Confessions – je t’adore.

Signs of affections

Yet you ask for more.

You imagine a person,

Sweet and soft-spoken.

So every man seems worse and

You’ll be heartbroken.

No, no one could be

As fantastic as the

Heroes of your stories

So you don’t even try.

Which fills your heart with worries.

You think you might die.

Alone.

Hopeless Romantic.

Horrendously tragic.

How love is for the-

–The Hopeless Romantic