When I read your letters that you called love 

I now realize that your prose was void of the feelings that you tried to capture

You made believe the romance we had and then your words left me abruptly in reality

My eyes cloud with the impending doom that will hopefully wash the hurt away

But it hasn’t yet 

Even if I read each letter over and over again 

I could still see our memories all in my head 

Yet when I open my eyes I see my tears instead 

My reverie transports me to the memories of the day when I left you

I remember my feet wanted to stay, but my heart wouldn’t let me 

Leaving you was hard but pretending that you fell in love with me was harder 

When I told you the news 

your face was in my hand

No tears shedding 

While my heart was in your hands 

Utterly broken 

I hope you feel the same love I had for you to someone else 

I hope you could merge reality and euphoria into one

A reality where you could be confidently in love 

You showed me what love could have been

I hope you learn what it should be 

And when you write to the one 

I hope your prose will be full of love