stilted conversations .

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Your words carry deceit within them .
How can you be so naive yet so charmful ?
Is it just me that has been coerced into thinking that we would be happy ? that there was a happy ending for us ?
Even with the odds stacked against us , i kept the faith , i held onto love .
Now i realise , i've been in denial all this time .
You have the chance of happiness but all i have is a blank stare with a heavy set heart .
Every single time , every time i believed we would be together it seemed that you went further out of reach , creating a vast distance between us .
With you is where i'd rather be , but the world keeps getting in the way .
I'd like to think that it was pure fate , that we ended us meeting each other .
But now , i'm uncertain . i am in doubt .
Perhaps it was just a coincidence ?
A coincidence that we made too much of .
But do i believe all my vivid emotions were all part of an illusion ? that my love for you was only based on infatuation ? You were my obsession , my drug , my dream .
Now ? i really don't know , i wish i did .
All this uncertainty hanging above my head like a cloud of smoke .
Save me , before i lose my mind .
Remind me of our plans , our vision .
Explain to me how this dream can insert itself into reality .
Make me understand .
Because i'm sure if i lost you , i'd lose myself too .

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