i am in love with you
(or least i thought i was)
the pain i felt
when the reality
of how much love i felt
for our memories
that were filled with love
hit me like a truck
i realized one night
as i rolled over
in my now-and-still
empty bed
i was trying to bind you
right into the seams
of a book in which
you had written for me
fairytales cannot by true
especially when you
were my prince
and you didn't come back
i tried to hold you tight
when i learned that
i love you, but only for
the stories you had written
for me to remember
mhz
