Were you an illusion?
An ethereal angel
A beautiful abomination
I wish you were dead
I wish you were mine
I wish my love was more
than an innocent crime
Wherever you are
Whenever you breathe
This sweet, sweet pain
I can feel it all
But never the sweet, sweet release
Of holding you in my arms
Maybe I'll regret
Maybe I'll suffer
Maybe I'll forget
that you were a liar
I traded my freedom for your smile
What did I get in return?
A poem, a promise, and a bittersweet burn.
Zoé, the 01.09.17
