what i'll fail to tell a lover

I.

i once created a version of myself

in pure fantasy

a mad scientist,

i became parts of everything

i ever sought in love

whimsical and soft//

otherworldly~ beyond earthly reasoning

and in the midst of this unholy creation,

i forgot who i was to love

II.

& perhaps I'll lay myself bare

exposed and cradled

in the palm of your hand.

& i'll count down the hours

the minutes, the seconds

until i unravel under the weight of

my own illusions/delusions/desires,

III.

held gently

chosen~ not just for a moment

to exist in all the shattered fragments

i left behind when i abandoned reality~

trying to find my way back to being

human enough to love