And then it hits you
like a bad nightmare at 3 a.m.
You realize the only thing that kept you together
was the misunderstood feeling of another person
loving you,
for you.
When all along,
you couldn’t see the imaginary line
dragging you elsewhere,
away from
whatever his heart gave you.
Because it wasn’t his belonging,
his distant desire for you.
It was your heart craving something other than
his broken, out of place,
craving for something, elsewhere,
other
than
You.
