Lovers Don’t Exist

Lover come and meet me

I’ve been dreaming you up and over

Making your seems fit what I need

Your hands shaped to my waist

Your hair soft to my fingers

I make you so perfect and lovely

You’re harsh when I need you to be

Soft when I don’t ask

You don’t exist.

I don’t weep

If you came to me a person

My trust would not be with you

I would doubt and doubt

I would leave you before you left me

I would save myself a heartbreak that need not happen

Lover I’m sorry that I don’t believe you are mine

Lover I’m sorry I won’t try.

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