Illusion

You are
An illusion.
A figment
Of my imagination.
A ghost in
My closet.
But the soft kiss,
The slightest touch,
Leads me into denial.
I do not want you.
I do not need you.
I do not care for you.
Or so I tell myself.
You don’t believe me,
But that’s okay.
I don’t need you to.
But I need you
To be
An illusion.
So I
Can live
Without you.
Forever.





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revolutionary said...
Mar. 31, 2010 at 11:10 pm
i like it, simple yet deep :) keep it up
 
chetahgirl20 replied...
Apr. 13, 2010 at 11:28 am
Thank you!!! I appreciate your comment! And I am trying to have some depth in my poems so... I'm glad someone aknowledges it!!
 
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