Are you a fiction of my mind,
or just a way of my escape?
Were you ever even there,
or my longings took shape?
Are you sure you loved me,
or you’re just good at this?
Were you so ready to leave,
or did your feelings just cease?
Are you really the one I knew,
or do you have another layer?
Were you hurt when you left,
or at least, did you even care?
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