Projections

You allow me to forget my lonesome despair

In you I find my daily repair

To be apart is unfathomable

You are perfect for me, infallible 

But we only just met, just last week

Am I so lucky, to have found what I seek

Or was I already in love before we met

Are you a comfortable image onto which I project

Will I discover you over time, and you me

Quantifying the missed-match between projections and reality

Let us avoid this ordeal outlined above 

Where it is an image and not reality that we love