Foolish Fantasy

What exactly is this I am feeling?
What is this feeling that has me reeling?
It can't be love. I'm over you.
It can't be love. That can't be true.
This must be a nightmare, possibly a dream.
Because things cannot honestly be how they seem.
You constantly blind me with your sweet words.
And I always feel the sudden urge
to accept the apologies and take you back.
My friends say you shouldn't have it like that.
But right away, the reasoning melts in my brain.
Believing your excuses, I feel no shame.
In the end, I'll be the one to take the blame.
Should I let it go? Should I let you be?
Or continue living this conjured fantasy?

Reviews

[D.L. Holmes]

Wow...I love it.
An honest realization, someone at a crossroads of the heart, yet there's a slight admittance of hopelessness here that is...beautiful.