alone in my head

[dandeliongames]

we will never measure up to the 'one' that got away.
even if we just happen to be that 'one'.
i've been her myself, once or twice.
we all have at one time or another.
in another life or a distant dream,
there she stands in perfection.
memory smells sweeter than reality.
longing is warmer than comfort.
it's not real.
am i the only one that feels this way?
~d xo