A purchase

Can I go to the store of dreams
wishes and fiction things.
So, that I can feel well and better off in belief.
You know how those people who leaves their receipts behind?
On the counter, on the floor, near the garbage rail
I would like to pick one up and disguise myself
as the purchaser of the item I trail.
I seen so many, but there's this one, that I just want.
Everyone seem to have looked for it, but I found it
underneath the counter, the left side to be exact, across from the garbage can
the one with the blue and pink gum merging against each other over the head.
[Laughs] When I see those colors together
I think of, a him and a her
happy, fulfilling each other in all possible ways
having nothing but faith and trust in one another.
I feel an excitement, a rush not a bad one though
communication at it's mid climax.
so good and understanding.
An ending search, the purchase was no cost.
All it gave was it's all.
But, when I made myself someone who I wasn't, it was no luck.
Not that they noticed it wasn't the actual person,
but it was a final sale, no return or an exchange.
Damn, I wish I knew where that person was.
Just to sit and admire some that I always drown myself into.
Reverie.
I can work my way up there and maybe I can get more than this person did.
But, this item comes once every decade.
And I being the humanbeingthatIam.
I won't last that long till the other comes around.
I just wish I wasn't in this position; where I have to dream of unrealistic things and wish for wishes so my life can be it's best
So I wont get lost in my dreams, of this store that doesn't even exist.
So, do you even know what was this purchase is.....

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