I wrote a poem for you.

I lit it on fire

and

 watched it burn.

I saw you writhing in the flames.

I smiled.

Your Tactics are Disastrous

A fleeting moment.
It's as simple as that.

I know who you are.

(we will never speak.)


As if that matters

I’ll pretend like we met
and
I’ll love you in my dream:
                              Perfect
                              Flawless
                              Unformed

From this point on,
You are Mine and…


Don’t breathe,
You’ll ruin the illusion