Eunoia

quixotic

i beg,
please don't say i'm being quixotic.
i beg to hear him say it once more.
i beg that you let me help you carry your pain.
i thought we were climbing mountains but we were actually climbing hills.
i swear,
i'm not psychotic.
i swear it was a phrase he shamelessly wore.
i swear i saw shooting stars rebounding between our eyes.
i thought we were watching fireworks but we were actually watching bombs.
i fear,
my thoughts have become chaotic.
i fear i am a girl he abhors.
i fear the end of us is soon to be heard in siren screams.
i thought we were singing in harmony but we were actually singing in cacophony.
i admit,
i am a bit idiotic.
i admit that i may no longer be someone he adores.
i admit that maybe us together is nothing more but venom.
i thought we were falling in love but we were actually out of touch.