Sweet & Dark Nothings

96. Quiet Hell

Must have been a dream come true

For one of us to disappear.

I know a lot of men do who wish

That a woman was no longer near.

What's hard to believe

Is that anything was ever real.

Was it just a figment?

A daydream?

My imagination?

I have texts,

Emails,

Letters,

And pictures...

Things I can touch.

But I bet you'd deny

Any feelings you had.

And yah,

Maybe they were all lies...

I wonder if you were ever really here.

All my love as good as dust

That's beneath your feet.

But how do you know

You weren't used as well?

To be my deviled muse,

To coax my words

From this quiet hell?