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.