These images never cease
of the memories I once shared
It'll all be just a crease
can you tell me you honestly ever cared?
Maybe I'm just paranoid
It could all be what my mind wants to believe
but how do I know that it wasn't you who destroyed
what we once would hold each day?
Dreams of you with someone else
why must I feel this way?
I told myself I was over you
but maybe that was my own dismay
I might laugh at your demise
but is it foolish for me to bask in the reprise?
This perception I see is not reality
Could I be going insane?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem