Eagerly looking for safety whit in you.
Being so unfamiliar with term,
I did not realise you were everything but.
Thought it was deep and real,
But as it turns out it was just lust.
Taught of playing with your hair,
Oh that one would make a fine exit from my reality,
So were the things we were taking.
It played with my clarity.
Time went by
You were just you, but we were not us
It was like you were numb
Is it because you don't know how to?
You did not fully want me?
But you wanted me in the same position,
Stuck.
It doesn't matter anymore.
It wasn't a great love story,
To be fair It was everything but
But why does it feel so strong?
I guess it is
Imagination, self hate, with a hint of self destruct.