Every day, I think to myself

How nice would it be if I really had you in my life

If the smile on your face 

Is only for me

But every day, before the day ends

I tell myself again

Don’t get too caught up in your dreams

You will never have him

Because no matter how much hours you spend on your laptop

Watching him and studying his every move

No matter how much money you spend on their albums

On their merchandise

No matter how much information you have about his life

He will never see you

The real you

Because he will only see you

As a fan