Your smile works like a charm. A charm full of magick as it dangles in front of me drawing me in. I float in the possibility of us, stuck in a dream. Until that dream shatters around me the moment you are gone. Realizing you were only a vision, a hallucination of lies, I find a mirror and remind myself that there once was a me without you. And I will find that me again.
The random thoughts she felt flitting through her mind, when she was watching the disaster unfold, didn’t relay to her how gaping the hole between herself and reality was becoming, what she was becoming, and how in a few years she wouldn’t remember herself at all.
When was it that I broke?
When was it when I couldn’t take rejection any longer?
When was it that I closed myself off and wouldn’t let myself feel or be happy?
I remember that carefree self who always reached.
And wanted nothing more than to love.
But now, a distant memory, I stand alone.
Only a comfort to myself.