I’ve successfully convinced my mind
That you are him
To recreate the love and lust and longing
The passion of the past
My need for volatility
Too strong to bear
I submerged myself in a fake reality.
Or is it, if I believe it to be truth?
I’m a thief, a trick, a liar.
Talented enough to deceive myself
For my own happiness.
I’ve successfully convinced you
That I’m in love
But it’s him, not you.
I play pretend.