I Can Admit...

I can admit I’ve loved someone so much
I made them nonexistent
A figment of my imagination
They grew in my mind with each tender thought
And walked with me so valiantly
Magically knowing my deepest desires
And noticing all the humble, subtle moments 
Charting the hidden trails of my mind
They knew me for better and worse
Then the clock struck twelve
My carriage turned to a pumpkin 
The glass slippers cut my feet
And I realized I was in love 
With nothing more than an idea
A simple spell 
An easy mistake