the way i wrote. him. off.

i fell in love with you to binaural
beats and dreams and truth. these pieces. no one
stops or bothers or attempts to see, real.
but you appeared after i wished. moon. sun.
imagine deception’s reality
i waited. believed. i wove soul ribbons.
i swore. you understood there is no me;
bewitch us with lies of fresh beginning.
you are the alter of my heart, accept/except
it doesn’t matter. i died far before
you decided to attempt consciousness.
your(‘re) sad, blatant conceit i must deplore.
how much longer do i have to play this?
our encounter was one blink. watch. dismiss.