Pictures of her hang quietly on my wall
Carelessly tracing her fingertips along my jaw
Gift wrapped chocolate
Secret handwritten letters tucked in my pocket
Unspoken words
Never to be heard

This feeling of belonging
Unfamilar, but sweet
It enveloped my soul
Making me feel oh so complete

This feeling, so fleeting
So bitter and painful
All I wanted was something real
But I always end up with with someone hateful

In the end, I’m glad you left
We weren’t meant to be
But I still think about you, sometimes
As my own bittersweet memory
You never really loved me