Stop remonising in the past,
Love like this could never last.
Fears of loneliness all but forgotten,
As if staring into an empty coffin.
Wondering what it was all for,
Parading around like some disgruntled whore.
Berated until nothing could be felt,
Hating these cards that were dealt.
Does he truly love me
Is there something I can't see?
Has all of this been nothing but a dream?
How bad could this be?
Love isn't here in reality
It's nothing but a fantasy