there used to be a time
where i would say
"i love you"
and i meant it
with every fiber
of my being
now is not that time
and yet,
as my head continues to run
and dash across finish line
after finish line
i begin to process it all
hateful words
coupled with
the ghost of you
ethereal, yet empty promises
spilling from your venomous tongue
in an attempt to keep me
harsh glares and raised voices
just to make me feel wrong
a plethora of i love you's
stocked up just in case
you had to say it
to save yourself
but i realize now
i simply loved the idea of you
and me in harmony
singing the same song
and dancing with the same steps
i fell in love with sunny days
where the sun would shine
upon your golden hair
and pink peony cheeks
accompanied by a dazzling smile
it seems as though i fell in love
with an illusion
which is most unfortunate
now isn't it ?
