I am in love with everything I thought you were
with all the dreams I built around you,
with what you showed me
and what I saw myself.
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I am in love with limited space and time
where you so eloquently fit your diet self.
There you were reason and romance.
Whimsy and wickedness.
But the contradiction did not take hold.
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I fell in love with stunted emotion,
dark eyes filled with obsidian hate
In a still frame.
You moved below me,
rose up to choke me.
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I fell in love with the pieces of myself I found in you.
The scars I thought we shared.
But we are not the same.
I am love and lust and happy years with family ties and lightless days with bright nights.
And you…
You were never here.