I Loved The Idea of You

I loved the idea of you,

A shoulder to cry on, a hand to hold.

Seeing the same face every morning,

Fantasizing about making a home and growing old.

Our love was licking lifeless lips,

Loving this way, it’s easy to fall.

Our love had no floor to walk on.

I was an insignificant spider lurking on your wall.

You were an obsession, a distraction,

My mind high off of getting lost-

In the creases of your t-shirt,

In the corners of your neuron forest.

I loved the idea of you,

To be loved and be cared for.

I wanted to forget who I was,

Until one day,

I didn’t anymore.