I had been so busy trying to wake myself from a nightmare that the time we were together felt like a dream come true. A dream I had let go 18 fucking years ago.
Yet, because I still love you because you are important to me, I let you in and told you my secrets, only I watched you walk away like you did all those years ago. I am not Sioux City, but I was “the one”
The one you pulled in only to push me away after I exposed my heart. You, like most want me, but only if we can run away and pretend the real world doesn’t exist.
I was distracted by my trip, able to let you and my real life out of my head, and enjoyed myself, reconfirmed my lot in life.
As I came back to reality, you didn’t even ask if I made it home okay, you shut me out just like before. My heart will not go back into the cage, but it is bruised and its my only fault because I am too trusting and see the good in everyone.
Today, my heart is heavy because the reality is that it was just a dream and I wanted to believe it was more.