She was never real,
but still, you made me feel surreal—
a warm, gentle touch
to a fading smile,
oh, it was all in my mind.
You were never real,
never real enough
to heal this burning pain away.
All my feelings were forged,
my fabricated reality you torched.
It all burned down to dust,
just like you faded from my touch.
Those black eyes,
endless like the night sky—
oh, you were never mine.
Mine to call, mine to hold—
just a fleeting memory to behold.
Deluded, I was, to think you existed.
My mind played tricks,
painting illusions of your presence.
You were here, and then you weren’t.
Was it always so apparent?
If I had tried harder, would you have stayed?
If I held tighter, would you still be here?
But now, all that remains are burning scars,
your memories slipping away like fading stars
We were never together
just my mind playing me like a fiddle,
your grace never real,
a fading sense of ethereal.
She was never real.
She sealed my heart
and ran away,
leaving me the fool again.
All that’s left is the dust of you,
and the memories I never tamed with you.
Never will I feel the same again,
knowing you were never real.
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