Last updated on January 22, 2021
No, I never loved you
but I imagined I did
I imagined what it would be like
to be together
by the fireplace
reading books
I imagined what it would be like to
caress your cheeks
and caress your insides
But alas—imagine caressing no more
not even a tender kiss
Hope is lost—if it ever were there before.
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