What was once a dream
No more than a fantasy
Was ruined with the glimpse of you
My ideal
That you are real
Is the greatest pain of all
Miss Unattainable
Words I knew would not suffice
I spoke to you anyway
Whilst I still remember, you forgot instantly
My ideal
That you are real
Is the greatest pain of all
Miss Unattainable
With every second you exist
Infatuation will persist
And if I could forget you as quickly as you forgot me
I wouldn't end my misery
Miss Unattainable
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