Lucia
I remember all too well the feeling of being with you.
I dreamt of you and it made me miss you.
Miss you enough to crave your attention again.
If I saw you again would you say who are you?
My imagination is getting the best of me reality doesn't even trust me.
Crave your attention again? Is this another lie I have to maintain in order to regain?
Regain what though? My sanity.
Loneliness makes you miss people that you want to forget.
Missing you is something I regret.
I don't think I even felt my best with you, only a delusional I kept feeding myself until gluttony took over my body.
I continued to eat up these delusional until they left me with a stomachache.
Stomachache that made heartache look like a piece of cake.
A cake that had been baked in my mind for so long that it left me burned.
Now I'm stuck with a burn cake and stomachache to which my distance memories turned into another accessory for me to hold on to.
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Màgoa
PoetryMy story is filled with love and heartbreak break. This is where love appears and disappears all at once. ~ Lucia