208 – Abstract portrait

It never happened,
At least
Not like you
Remember it.

You didn’t love her,
At least
Not the way
She needed.

It was not perfect,
At least
Not as you
Expected.

You were not there,
At least
Not when you said
You were.

He’s not your lover,
At least
Not the kind
You wish he was.

You’re not so strong,
At least
Not as much as
You could be.

This isn’t real,
At least
Not to those
Around you.

She’s your best friend,
Even if
You’ve never
Met her.

A random life
Painted in swift strokes,
Each one a small
Confession.

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