Dellusions

I lie to myself that you could make this life better. 

That your kiss could undo a thousand years of hurt. 

that your love and devotion could heal something within me

I know fully that it won't. 

 

I fantasize about a world where I am at the top 

Where you look up to me, instead of looking down. 

Where I am the the one who gives you butterflies 

That I am the the one who is unattainable. 

 

I have created a false image in my mind 

Of you being all the things I look for in a man. 

Of you being something more more than what you are. 

I am the owner and creator 

of all of my dellusions.

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A truth in denial.

A denial of truth.


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