Never heard of it, yet I yearn for it 

I hear the problems being spouted off, the needless and ungrateful 

As though I am not being suppressed nor repressed from these desires

Is it too much to ask for the simple things in life that all have?

I imagine that I would be running through the open fields 

without a care in the world, stumbling and laughing 

And getting up as though nothing happened 

Even with a hand being offered to me in case I fall again

Pain would have been nonexistent in my fantasies 

These indescribable emotions leading to moments of pure bliss

Those fleeting glimpses of my own naïveté 

The memories made in such a short amount of time 

The times I cannot help but dwell on what I do not have 

The fleeting things we all take for granted 

That divides us from real fulfilment 

Robbing us of any chance for true happiness 

I write this from the sidelines as I gaze out at the streets

Seeing them walking side by side, hand in hand

Their eyes fixated on only one another

The object of my affections

And the girl of his dreams

I stumble once more

And get up as though nothing happened