Loving a fictional man is quite folly,
He only exists in a book I love,
His name is Terrence, my love so lonely,
a simple guy and as gentle as dove.
My friends have told me Im goin’ to cry,
For a guy I never seen cupid struck me.
I don’t know when and I don’t also know why,
But my heart is shouting for him to see
Its you! Its you! My groom that never exist
I ‘ve been longing of your love for me to feel,
A warm hug from you that I can’t resist,
Now my prince, it’s you that I’ll wait to be real.
At the end of the book my tears is like a rain,
In every drop the scars in my heart remain.
