Creations and revelation
You were not real.
But I gave you every real part of me.
Stitched you from sighs I didn’t release
and silences that lingered too long.
I traced your face in fogged mirrors,
named you in the ache before sleep.
You kissed me in dreams
but left my lips colder when I woke.
You said all the right things,
because I wrote your dialogue.
Touched me the way I needed,
because I taught you where I hurt.
I know I shouldn’t lean on you the way I do,
But my heart is too fragile,
torn, and the seams don’t fit.
So let me hold you longer,
hug you tighter
because love is safest when it’s pretend.
Copyright © Daisy Kabiu | Year Posted 2025
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