He never existed, It was all in my head,His nose,eyes, and lips were there but could never be felt or touched. instead they drifted into memory never to be messed with again.
The desire to love and be loved went missing once,It hid behind closed doors , And dusty books with endless words, Until one day it drowned me in its sorrows and fears.
He once laughed and brought joy to my soulful,wearable heart but now my heart is no longer wearable or soulful it's pathetic and deficient. Yet you wore it once.