I know now that you are not a reality,
but I remember back in the time you were.
I was a young boy back at my home country and I wrote you a special letter,
I tied the letter to a balloon to help it reach the North Pole.
The letter floated like a feather as I let go.
I could see the shiny red balloon carry the letter away into the sky,
until that vision became nothing in the hands of time.
I plan on delivering this letter to you the same way,
with time in my side.