To want and not to have, to desire and not fulfill. Months of feelings brought into just one night.

A dream come true, but what was it really to lust for such a man I can't have. Do I move on and keep dreaming, and wait for my own to come along.

One night of passion was all I thought I would need, for I, am, craving for your body for a spot you forgot to feed.  

All I can do now is keep this dream alive, and say to myself god knows that I tried.

To have, to hold, to want, to crave, to lust to feel, is it real, why me I ask continuously, all the men in this world I chose one with a ring.