Illusioned

I've come to the conclusion / that you were just an illusion/ a figment of my imagination / a portrait of my own creation . Most days you were real as can be on other days you were just someone who I wrote about in my diary . I painted this perfect picture of you. Stuck in my mind kind of like glue . You didn't have a name you were just exhibit A. I made myself believe that you truly existed and that one day I would become your mrs. The day I decided to erase the pictures from my mind I felt like my heart kind of died . You kept me happy for so long but little by little you were gone I needed you here I needed your love all that keeps me going is knowing that your above . That god has the perfect person for me and that is my true clarity