disenchant

January 26, 2013 § 5 Comments

Girl Flying
Your lack of imagination disenchants
[freeing me].
If I had no imagination, I would hate you.
But I don’t want to be part of your reality.
Part of your cold dying sighs.
So I’ll keep dreaming.
I’ll dream up a world where you never existed.
A world, you could never live in.
I’ll live there without you. Yes. This is what I will do.
Because you disenchant me.
Your words and your memory— it all disenchants me.
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