There’s light pouring in through my window,
I peek outside and it snares into my eyes,
Blinding my vision and blurring my mind.
The memories are still not lost though,
I can’t help but visit the same thoughts.
Why did I love him so much?
How could I give in everything?
Why did you make me feel like that was all it,
When the plan all along was to take him from me.
I can’t argue the wrongs weren’t mine,
But was it not a conspiracy of your mind?
Otherwise how could I feel so consumed in his love,
And still relieve myself of the promises l behoved?
Did I wake up from the dream that love was,
Where I didn’t need a thing
beyond the joy of his presence
Where I would make for his cynosure
And he is the one I build my world around.
Cause if I weren’t dreaming,
It can’t happen
that one moment,
Each cell of my body rejoices this energy propelled by love,
And the very next moment, feel destroyed by it.
Leaving no visual cue of a shatter,
Only the blaring sound of a broken dream.