Between Wish and Delusion

There is something I want to learn. The way to make you fall for me. You, someone so far away accross the ocean and never knew about my existence. 

I really want you to know me. Because at least if I can't have you, I want to spend the rest of my life as a good friend you can count on. Whenever you need a help, I will be there to help you. I will do anything for you. 

So, shall I learn about how the way to make friends with you first? Ah no, isn't the most important is how the way to meet you first? You ain't someone I can easily meet by chance in the street. Even those who just can see your bluring self from the distance are categorized into lucky people. So, what I have to do to meet you? 

I am so shameless. How can I wish to be loved by you? Even being your friend is something may will never be true to me. That is why there is a said that we have to have a border for everything, include dreaming. Even can see you from afar is a luck that may will never happen in my life.

So, how shameless am I wishing can be loved by someone like you? You even are called as an angel falls from the sky by them because of the beauty of you that looks so unreal. A kind of beauty that can not be captured by any camera. Whereas now, look at me. I look like an ugly beggar who hasn't washed myself yet for years. 

It seems like my cheek needs to be slapped so I can wake up from this pathetic delusion.