Fantasy Death

Sadly, there’s no me without you

Not a single flower will bloom.

Lost in the past

Moving too fast.

An imperfect match

But I still unlock the latch.

Too short and too long

Life spent among the throng.

No options give me you

So, what am I supposed to do?

Stuck on the idea of us

So much so that I can’t see who to trust.

Relinquish me

Please let me be

I can’t say no

And I don’t want you to go.

But you’re not good for my being

The fantasies are no longer freeing.


I have no notion of loving people by halves,

It’s not in my nature.  -Jane Austen

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