Never Existed

By Marcus J. King

Dreams not meant for me.

Stupid for missing you. Miles away from me.

Haven’t felt your spirit in a while.

Then I am reminded why.

I care not to know or feel…

because I am numb inside.

Daydreaming about what never was or was could have been.

My heart fails to love again.

Love is not love. It is just lust. Lust for something that has never existed.

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