Kanegasmic_Reality_Check

I know that there never was a Mystery Machine.

I know that Sir Ulrich of Lichtenstein was a character and not a person.

I know that you don’t plan on loving me

A second time or ever again.

I know that you never did.

I know that you only called me because you knew that you could call me

And all of the things that you said

Were the words of a lonely heartbroken rebounding man

And for a while I did not care, I’d have done anything just to hear you breathe.

Anything to be a Bond girl.

Anything to kiss Jake Ryan.

I know that you are not my destiny, Kane, make no mistake I am lucid.

I know that we are not truly friends and we never were.

I also know that there is no such thing as a “Kermit the frog”

But I love him just the same.

I know there is no place called Gallifrey

And there are no Midichlorian anywhere-

I believe because I want to.

So yes, I know that you are a real man, a real man in love with some other woman now

With real problems and real hang ups and real disease and real pain

But the Kane in my head

The Kane who is Han Solo

The Kane who is the son of Jor El

The Kane who is Prince Eric and Prince Charming and every other imaginary Prince

I always plan on loving him

Until the end of time.

And I don’t need your permission.