Dec 19, 2012 19:58
The person I thought I knew
was someone I made up in my head.
It must have been very strange
to hear some of what I have said.
I tried very hard to understand
that you were not the shadow I made.
I beat down the infatuation for the
thing whose foundation I laid.
But it was too late to learn who
you are; it doesn't matter what I paid.
poetry