are you even real.

are you even real, do you actually exist ive searched my whole life, and you tell me now that you actually exist, a person of such inward and definitely outward. beauty. how are you even real, just yesterday you were only a fragment of my broken mind. and now you are here, the missing piece is it true that I was made for you, and you for me, is it true that if we met a second earlier the heavens could not have it. now I see why I didn't meet you earlier, Yes Thalia, yes! I could see you, and piece you together in my mind, with nothing but the pieces of me that I would share with you. like a student putting one plus one to make two, I guess everything about me that I love, made you. am I a tad selfish, to think that another hold you at night, ? if it's evil, wishing you for myself, then let me be the wicked prince, maybe like the frog, a kiss from you will turn me to the charming king.