I miss someone that I don't even know.
The love affair I had in my head
Bears no resemblance to the
hope of a ****
That he had in his.
What I thought I felt
Was based on a misconception
Misunderstanding
MISTAKE.
Little Miss Stupid.
You traced a shaky outline round him
Cut it out
And stuck it to the wall of your heart.
Now it's peeling off
To fall at your feet.
The real him is even thinner than that flimsy paper
The real you is as fragile
And as easily
crumpled
and
binned.