It’s my reality, not yours.
This fantasy, I’ve built within.
You were a player, not real.
Just a figment, an imagining.
It was just a dream, I had.
You were never really there.
I imagined your face, your smile,
The chemistry we shared.
I placed my heart, upon my sleeve.
All my hopes and dreams there, too.
Believing, in the passion,
Of the love, I felt for you.
But, this isn’t love, I am feeling.
It’s an illusion, a mere obsession.
A fixation, just a memory.
Of my own, heartfelt creation.
Before I knew it, it was over.
My dreams and memories erased.
Didn’t take you long, to find another.
I was so easily replaced.
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