Nightmare

A daydream, no, a nightmare,

Planted in my mind.

Thoughts which never existed.

Things I’d never find.

A nightmare consisting of this:

Times that we both shared,

When I was deep beneath your spell,

And believed you only cared.

And now you stand so open.

Staring straight at me,

There and then I realise.

It wasn’t meant to be.

                Gracie