When you think of me,
I breathe in the thought of her.
Don’t feign outrage.
The last time
you told me
you loved me
was in a dream
under a breath,
waking up, talking
in my sleep.
I watched my
whole life run
dry with the
a superficial romance
courtesy of the uttermost
parts of your destitute heart.
My soul burned a
delusional courtship to
a crescendo.
The only time
I feel your love
is when I dream.
Say you love me,
or never wake me.

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