imaginary

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you have a hard time deciphering reality.
our love is no longer real.
wake up and smell the roses.

you got so lost in your own world of lies, that you began to immerse yourself in it.
you began to believe it yourself,
and with that,
i could no longer help you.

i doubt you're even awake when a lie falls out.
every time you open your mouth,
my palms bleed from how much i grip my nails into them.
you infuriate me,
but i'll never know when to feel sorry for you.

maybe it makes you happier to believe in a lie
than to assume i would die without you.

honestly,
i'm perfectly fine without you.

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