Figment of Your Imagination

My Broken Heart

The man I loved was an illusion,

just a figment of your imagination.

He never existed but in your mind

and in the center of my heart.

You invented him to impress me

but ended up just depressing me.

I loved you because I felt sorry for you;

you hated me because you felt guilty.

What you created was more painful

than the reality of what we were.

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