𝓝𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓘 ð“˜ð“¶ð“ªð“°ð“²ð“·ð“®ð“­

You were just a simulation.
A made up persona…
A figment of my imagination.
Nothing to get over.

You became a reality.
Someone I could touch and hold.
No longer imaginary.
You loved every story I told.

Now, it has come to this.
I can’t lay in this bed without you.
You have become the number one thing that I miss.
I can still smell your perfume.

You took care of me until you got tired.
I wish you didn’t see me as charity.
The only thing I really needed was you…the only thing that was required.
I hope you don’t ever approach love again with such difficulty.

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