I am trembling, seething, and tearing up.

I am tearing cherished memories apart.

Was it all but a sham?

Was it just a mirage?

Was it all but mist evaporating in the harsh noonday heat of life’s hardships?

Was I always in the back of your mind a potential Judas?

It is a pity.

For, in my heart, I welcomed you.

I was real and bared my soul to you.

Yet, you have discarded me without a backward glance.