I never loved you….

I never loved you…

But I loved a fantasy of you….

The one I painted over the real you to….

Survive…

The painful truth is…

I never knew you….

The real you…

And I kept holding onto the fantasy…

Until my fingers bled with your own blood….

And I lost myself in the lies and day dreams…

Because I never wanted to see…

The darkness underneath….

But it was always there…..

And all the fantasies in the world could never fill the empty spaces….

But I tried to fill them with the tears…

I couldn’t ever make the facade of you love me….

But I tried….and tried….

And the real you….

I never knew….