Numb Poem by Angela Bontle Ditumiso

Maybe love is a fantasy
We all fall for

And maybe you realized this
On a late-night
When I was fast asleep by your side
And at that moment you decided to save yourself

What I'm sure of is, when I woke up in the morning
Your side of the bed was cold
And your closet was empty as I am now

I don't live
I merely wake up, go to work, go to sleep, repeat
I'm a robot at this point

Maybe love is a fantasy
But I believed in it
It was my reality
Without it I'm nothing
I'm numb