My Bad Dream
My Bad Dream
when he looks at me he sees nothing
feels nothing
I'm not even on the level of a friend
he gives his dog more affection
and yet I kept going back for more
until one day everything changed
I looked around and realized
he takes my love for granted
and he isn't ever going to change
because I've given him no reason to
he offers me nothing and yet -
I stuck around
there is no future, no promise, no love
only boxes strewn on the floor
still bearing the gifts I gave him inside
a fantasy relationship built out of dreams and only one-sided
my hope, my love, given to a thought with a name
and when he rejects me one last time
I decide it's time to let him go
he was never even mine to begin with
or did any of this exist at all
maybe he was only my own bad dream
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