Love Without Reply

I remember when I first saw you. I was a child you were older, more sophisticated and worldly. My family assumed it was just a crush, that I'd outgrow it and someday look back and blush at my childish fancy. That never happened. I am grown now and you are still as handsome and wonderful as ever. I've learned to hide my love from others knowing they will never understand how I feel. Boys then men have tried to court me but I brush them all aside, none could ever match your wit, intelligence and charm. I see you with other women and although it pains me, deep down I know that they will never understand or appreciate your true self the way I do. Despite this love I know there is an insurmountable barrier between us. I know that I should just settle for someone reachable but every time I consider one of them I can't seem to look past their flaws. I know you have flaws as well but yours I understand and adore you not in spite of but because of. This lifelong love of mine is doomed and you don't even know I exist. Because in your world I don't, I wish you were real Batman.